In a different world where when you turn 18 you get a classification on whether your a Caregiver or Little. When Delilah turns 18 she goes to get classified, read to follow her journey.
My name is Delilah Rose and today is my birthday! Typically I'm not very excited, but today I get classified. I don't care what I get. I just hope if I'm a little I get a nice caregiver.
I get up and brush my teeth and do my hair. All the things I'm supposed to do every morning. Then I go and pick out my outfit for today. I like fashion and makeup. I also like gardening with pretty flowers. (I guess it's fitting since my name is Delilah Rose.)
Once I do all the important boring stuff, I'm able to start on my makeup. I don't do much since I know I'll be busy for most of today. Plus I'm not a fan of heavy makeup.
Once I finish my makeup i pick out my outfit.
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Now I'm ready, I grab my bag and slip my shoes on. I call out bye before I leave, but I doubt they noticed.
It's still pretty early but I'm stopping at Starbucks for my birthday drink. Starbucks and the classification place is only a couple blocks from my parents home so I'll just walk. Plus if you're a little or under 18 you can't drive. So sad, I know.
I get to Starbucks and get a venti Pink Drink. Then I sit and relax for 10 minutes before I have to go.
I walk in the office and sign in. A few minutes later, A kind looking nurse calls my name. " For Delilah Rose . " I get up and walk with her to a back office.
" Okay honey, I need you to pick from these and tell me which one you would prefer. " I go through and pick. It was simple at first then I had go choose between a pink bear and purple bunny. Can you believe that! I choose the purple bunny.
" All right sweets, you're almost done. I just have to do a little blood work then you'll see the doctor. Does that sound good? " My eyes widen. I don't want to look like a baby but I hate needles. I think she notices my hesitation and then promises me a sticker.
" Okay. " I say still pretty unsure but at least I get a sticker!
The nurse who's name I learned was Mrs. White, starts to prep my skin by wiping the yucky alcohol pads on my skin. Then I close m eyes so I don't see the needle.
" 1...2...3 Small pinch." I don't really like her counting but better then me being shocked. " Ouch ! " I call out immediately feeling embarrassed for acting so childish. I can feel my face heat up and my eyes get hot and watery. She lied, that was not a small pinch.
" You did so good ! " She tells me as she finishes up her work and puts a pink bandage on me. And as promise she gives me a sticker.
Then she leaves and I wait a few minutes for the doctor to come in.
He walks in and shakes my hand. " Hi Delilah, I'm Doctor Smith. Do you have any idea what your classification might be? " He's very sweet, reminds me of my grandpa. Well I don't have a grandpa, but if I did, I would imagine him to be this sweet. " No, most of my family are a 'normal' couple. " I tell him.
He looks at the paper and says "Miss. Rose, you are 100% a little." Well that's a surprise.
"Do you have a caregiver? "He continues on. I just shake my head no. "Okay you can go to the waiting room once again and we'll call a caregiver for you. "
He guides me back to the waiting room then retreats back to his office to make a call.
