long. I went to a place where only I existed and no one else mattered. My closet and I cried.I let all of those tears come bellowing out from my irritated, red eyes. I wanted to yell and scream and bang my hands on the floor till I was satisfied. I did not do any of those things; instead I draped myself upon the cold, hard floor. I lay there until I heard those graceful steps of my mother’s waltz into my room. “Meggie, where are you?” my mother’s voice whispered. For a minute I thought about not responding so that she would realize what life would be like if I was not around, even if it was only for a brief moment.“I’m right here,” I whimpered.“Baby girl, why are you crying?” My mother opened my closet door and peered in.“I am going to be forgotten”.“Oh, honey. That is not true in the slightest”.“Mommy, will you still love me as much as you do when you get the new baby?”“Meggie, listen to me. I love you more than you understand. You are the single most important person in my life. I would do anything for you”.“Really?”“Of course, just because I am going to have another baby does not mean I will love you any less”.“Really?”“Yes, and I have another surprise for you”.My tears instantly stopped streaming down my chubby cheeks. My mother picked me up into her delicate arms and placed one hand upon the back of my head. Placing me down onto my canopy bed she turned and walked out of the room for a second. Upon her quick return she carried with her a bag. It was small and pink. With a loving smile she placed it next to me on my bed. I leaned over slightly and peeked into the bag. TINKERBELL PERFUME! My mother had gotten me tinkerbell perfume. “This is just what I wanted”.“I know, and it is because now that you will be a big sister you are becoming a big girl”.“I am?&...
