The cheetah, town name, population, fishing industry, mosquitoes, and anything that had come up previously was still not enough to describe our new home. No, it took three more things for it all to finally sink in.
Number one: The people. (I just spent the night at the girl next door’s house. She super fun, and well, here’s the story.)
If I hadn’t heard her yell as she streaked across the street I would have never made it! But, thankfully, I saw her for one, full second before she snatched me up in a huge, totally unexpected hug!
“Oh my word!!” She bellowed! “Oh, I’m so glad your finally here!” She let go of me and stared me full in the face with a huge smile, big green eyes and brown/red hair. All at once her smiled faded and I hoped it wasn’t because of my shocked expression.
“Oh.” She stepped back. “Oh my!”
“Uh . . . ” I was stuttering for words too. How do you great a random stranger who just greeted you so joyously!?
“I hope I didn’t startle you! . . . I . . . I . . . ” Straightaway I knew she was about to laugh. “I . . I thought you were my cousin!” She hurriedly exclaimed, “They’re coming today and they have the same car you do! Oh . . . .” Abruptly she started he-hawing! I just stared in shock!
“What’s going on here?” Remington had heard the yells and come running around the car.
“I,” She gasped, “thought you were my cousins! Sorry, whoever you are! I don’t normally hug strangers!”
Instantly I got it and I laughed till I couldn’t breath! And then I just stood there shaking head to toe and sucking air in making that weird fog horn sound! And then she burst out in some loud bellow that sounded like a dying elephant.
“Sorry!” She cried, “I laugh too hard!”
I wiped my eyes and howled at her laughter, “You sound worse the me!” I exclaimed, “By the way, I’m Emily, “
“Abelle.” She told me holding out her hand amidst her chuckles. “That’s my name.”
“Well,” I laughed, “it’s nice to meet you!”
We spent half the day unpacking and the rest of the day with our new friends. Abelle had one younger brother, Terence and we meet their cousins too. It turned out they had five cousins, four boys and one girl.
The boy set off to play football and meanwhile Abelle invited me over to stay with her and Kiara, her cousin. And of course Era was invited too. Era spent the night (or the two hours she was up) dressing up Crinkles, a fluffy, golden rabbit, whom she loved at first sight!
Abelle had several pets, to put it lightly. That made her house a lot of fun! Especially with 14 people there! They were a family of four, plus there were seven relatives, and the three of us Madonias. And it made quite a houseful!
Anyway, I am writing this right now, at 12:45, because it had to be recorded as it happens. The boys just came in from football, they are exhausted. The adults just finished a movie and are getting ready for bed! Era is asleep, with Crinkles contentedly sitting on top of her and eating her left over cookie.
The other girls are singing ‘Let it Go’ just to annoy the boys, who are still discussing who won and how! The Mom’s have decided to whip up some late night, homemade ice cream. Meanwhile Abelle’s Dad is going to oil his motor cycle, he forgot to earlier. Oh, and Abelle’s uncle? He just said he was going to feed the giraffes (which I’m pretty sure means the two giant dalmatians I saw earlier!)
I asked Abelle,
“You guys act like this is normal, up late, random food, new people. Is everyone in this town like this? Is this normal?”
“For us it is!” She laughed, “But, it’s a big town. I don’t think that everyone is like this. But I only know our neighbors and a few people from church so who knows what the rest of town is like.”
Right Abelle. Right. Your neighbors are probably half the town! So conclusion! This town is as crazy as I thought!
Won’t it be great!?
Today is Saturday.
Abelle and all her family went somewhere for the day and we, meanwhile, have finished unpacking. Mom and Dad have work to prepare for, they had a meeting this afternoon so they left Remington, Era, and me to fend for ourselves!
Era started practicing ballet and Remington dug open his Lego boxes. I grabbed an apple, water bottle, and bag, oh and this diary, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing right now, and I headed out. I was going to explore!
In fact the second thing that settled us here was, not surprisingly, the town itself.
My adventure started out really well. We live right where Craven street meets main street. I set of down main street ready to explore this small village. I strolled down the street enjoying the adorable, old houses and chomping on my apple.
I listened to the waves of Bath Creek. I walked to Handy’s Point, the farthest part of town. At Handy’s Point I ran out of land and so I turned around and strolled up a big road. By then I was getting tired and my apple was long gone. It had taken longer than I thought and I decided to start toward home. I was sure I’d seen most of Bath anyway!
I walked and walked and walked until I reached Carteret St. which I was pretty sure was the street we lived on. I headed the way I was sure was right and walked and walked! I was about to give up when I reached Waterside Dr., the oddly named street!
I remembered that street and I was pretty sure it wasn’t because I had seen it on a map and laughed at the name. It had to be near us! I headed down the street but soon it was all to apparent that I was wrong!
I looked all around, searching for a clue! Where was I? I ran a little ways farther but no success. Finally it hit me, I was lost! I really was! I collapsed on the ground and pulled my knees to my chest and stared up at the sky.
I’m lost! Was all I could think! I’m lost in a miniature town! Only I would get lost in a mini town!
And that made me laugh!
“The headlines are getting better.” I moaned. “I can see them now, ‘Youngster Lost in Bath!’ Oh!”
I had to laugh! I was quite certain I’d be found soon anyway. Besides it was beautiful where I sat. It was the perfect place to sit back, take in the land, and think.
So I at down and relaxed. I pulled out my diary and got to writing! I was just describing how I was lost. And I was getting ready to write something about how hard it was to be all alone and lost when, unexpectedly, I heard a long, low growl.
I almost froze but instead I turned around and instantly wished I hadn’t! I turned around and became face to face with a giant, spotted cat! He was crouched low. He growled again and sunk lower, ready to pounce. And I knew I was who he would be pouncing on!
And that is the end. For this week anyway. But the story continues.