The first thing she noticed was the smell. Bubble gum. Not any type of gum, but the stick that comes with baseball cards and hockey cards.
Unique didn’t care for the cards, she always gave them to her brothers. The stick of gum was what she wanted. She would carefully remove it from the package which was immediately snagged by a nearby brother. She would lift the stick toward her nose and inhale. Slowly. Deeply. She would engulf herself with the sweet-sweet smell.
Unique did not want this moment to pass. She did not want this scent to vanish. She didn’t move. She was afraid any slight motion would create a change of air making the magic fade away. She did, however, move just enough to see her hands. To say they glowed would be putting it mildly.
Unique had a light emanating from within. The smell, the light – she knew she was no longer. Her fingers sparkled, when she moved they reminded her of fireflies dancing in the night. She inhaled deeply once again. The fragrance remained and covered her like a warm bubble gum blanket. Somehow she knew the smell would remain with her forever.
Her entire body smiled. Unique knew without a doubt she was no longer just a regular girl.
This is a follow-up story to Unique: Story of a Girl. I want to see how many shorts I can create about Unique. Are you with me and want to see her as she was growing up?
Image: I just learned today, thanks to the WordPress lessons, that we can access banks of images free to share and they suggest the images too! Yay, I so love WordPress! ❤