I was more nervous than I had ever been before. I was just minutes away from one of the most important moments in my life…seconds away from the moment that decided my future. Thoughts soared through my mind as my long slender body sunk deeper into my new leather desk chair. The quiet ticking of the clock on my desk began devour my confidence, and I sat trembling with excitement, or was it fear? Today at 9:45am, I could (finally) officially refer to myself as a psychiatrist. Today at 9:45am, a young girl name Ari Love would walk through my office door, and help me discover if psychology is my “calling.”
It was 9:42am, and I sat, imagining the kind of case Ari would bring to me. Seconds later my secretary paged my phone. “Lana, a Miss Ari Love is here to see you, should I send her back?”
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Seconds later my secretary paged my phone. “Lana, a Miss Ari Love is here to see you, should I send her back?”
“I’m as ready as I ever will be. Go on and send her back. Thanks Jinni.” I replied in the most professional voice I could. I began to panic as the murmur of young footsteps crept under the door, and penetrated the room. The shiny silver door handle began to turn, but then stopped and then I heard a gentle tap on the door. I ran my fingers through my hair, and took a nervous deep breath. I quickly stood up, and hastened to the door. I pulled the door open to see the most beautiful face on the other side. Ari looked to be around age 18, or maybe 19. She stood only a few inches shorter than me, and had a glowing smile. Red waves (of hair) fell around her sun kissed face, and her eyes -wow- her eyes were something else. They were entrancing in a way, and there was almost no way to describe the color.
2006-09-26
17:33:07 ·
update #1
They were a Mediterranean Sea turquoise, with specks of almost a periwinkle color. The only word that could describe them was…well…I don’t know…I N T E N S E, very intense, or P I E R C I N G even, well, what ever they were, I know anyone would agree with me that they were stunning, extraordinary, and most of all, unforgettable! Ari had perfectly shaped lips, and was very thin. She had the most delicate shoes pulled on to her diminutive feet. They appeared to be extremely frail, and that if you took the gentlest step in them, you would rip them into one hundred pieces.
I'm not sure where to go with the story from here, any ideas?
**Please remeber I'm only 13 so make it appropriate**
What should Ari's case be?
2006-09-26
17:35:20 ·
update #2