One Hundred-One

She grabbed her ears and bent over in pain. She stabbed at the off button until the screaming stopped. She stood up slowly and looked at the microwave, and then what she had chosen for her snack and it hit her, OH GOD!! NO!

Marie woke up and stretched, then frowned. Elena wasn't in bed with her anymore. Well, maybe she had to use the toilet. She looked over at the bathroom door but it was open and dark inside. Oh, I bet she went down to wash her clothes so she would at least have something to go shopping in. Marie slid out of bed and headed downstairs.

She didn't hear the washing machine going; still she thought she'd just check. She lifted the lid, yep, done washing. She put the clothes in the dryer and went to find Elena. She heard whimpering coming from the kitchen. That's strange, why would she be whimpering? Marke stepped into the kitchen and saw elena on the floor in the corner, curled up in a ball hugging her knees, rocking back and forth. She was repeating the same words ove