Walk Away

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I was sitting under my favorite oak tree at the local park. My thoughts buzzed around my head a million miles an hour. Warm tears gently rolled down my face. My mental screening results came. I didn't see the results I didn't have to. I knew they were bad. I woke up to the hushed tone of Connor and his Mom. Connor seemed angry from what I could hear. His mom had a stern voice I rarely heard. It was the last part that seemed off to me. "She has to go." I didn't think much of it at the time. I slowly went downstairs.
I knew something was up when they immediately hushed to nothing but slight hums. I saw an open letter with my name placed hurriedly my Momma Franta. Connor had tears springing up in his eyes. I acted okay. Like I didn't know anything.
Slowly I walked to the kitchen to grab the same cereal I always ate. I checked to make sure I closed the box and door at lease 7 times before settling down to eat.
I was in my own world until I heard a small grunt. I looked up to see Jc. He looked down at me. "You okay?" He actually seemed sincere. That's a change since I moved with Connor he's been acting weird. "Fine" I said and continues to eat. As soon as I ate I called "bye" and left. I just began to walk.
Where ever my feet took me that's where I'd go. That's how I ended up here. The tree was perfect. I loved it. The way the branches twisted, the way the leaves drifted down and landed around the think trunk. And lastly the way the roots seemed to surround me. keeping me safe.
I could get lost here...maybe I should.

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