Spring Time Remedy

The runaway

During the next few days, I had been force fed, pushed down to be put in these things they call clothes, Sat at this large and tall slab of wood to learn to read even though I already can. Once a man had come to see me. He had nice white and pristine fur on the top of his head, and a small piece dangling from his snout or nose. He took me to the room where I was to sleep and he examined every part of me, my knowledge, my knowing of practical objects, My speaking abilities, what lexile level I was at. Whatever that was, and if I had bitten or growled at anyone in the past couple of days. I had but every time I would I would get hit on my snout and be sent away for a 'time out'.

He then left my room to venture out to the women who said she was my mother, and a man claiming to be my step father, then that one man that claimed to be my real father. Even if he was my father, I never want to be in a secluded room with him. I once was when most of the pack went out for ice cream, He sat there watching me and I kept dashing to the door trying to escape from his firm and frightening eyes. But he would eventually catch up and grab me placing me back onto the sofa. Right next to him. Every time this would happen I would howl my lungs out to try and get the attention of anyone and anything. But nothing came to my rescue ever.

"Em- Sorry, Maiyun, Mum wants you i the kitchen." Called the boy that was supposed to be my little brother. I poked my head out of the restroom to find the women there waiting for me. 'Oh god, what did I do now?' I thought to myself, making my way down the hall. All she did was look at me until we stood directly in front of each other.

"Emma, this is going to be a big change for you, but the physiatrist says that your ready to be put into a real school and that you would start adapting to it at tremendous rates. So since you don't know anyone in you current grade, were going to have you knocked down to Molly's grade, who is just a year below you. You'll be starting as a freshmen in two weeks, ok." She spoke with a happy expression.

I left after a quick hug and went back into my room to read some of the books my 'step dad' purchased for me from the bookstore. I opened up the first page to reveal two people touching their snouts together. They both had long fur that reached their backs that were draped in something soft. I stared at it for the longest time, so long that when I had finally snapped out of it charlie was calling me out for super.

It had been a strange day but the night was even stranger. Things would dart right in the corner of my eye, things would start to shift and morph into figures that were not familiar to me. But instead of barking or growling at them all, I silently whined to myself even though I knew that they were not real. I tossed and turned in the soft cushion that I had been given and snuggled into the plush pillow that had been placed with me from yesterday as some kind of gift.

As soon as I had seen the red sun be scooped up from it's slumber I heaved myself up and out of the secluded room, pushing open doors and wading through piles of laundry.

" Mrs. Sandvic, are you up yet? I need help making some breakfast." I spoke, barely opening up my mouth. But the person who I thought would respond with-

"Emma! Its mom not Mrs. sandvic!"

instead the person responded with-

"Emma, your mums out I'll be taking care of you and the kids till she gets back." He spoke, his breath terrifying me with every inhale and exhale. I knew that voice, it was the one that Mrs. Sandvic said was my birth father. I winced and shielded my face expecting something horrod to happen. But the blow never came I only stood there like a fool protecting my face from nothing. He stared at me for a long time.

"I'm not gonna hit you sweetie, why on earth would you think that?" He asked raising his right eyebrow slightly. I widened my eyes just a bit then sprinted to the door fumbling for the lock and knob. The man then came dashing after me, but I was just quick enough to open the door close and lock it, just enough time for me to hide and get away.

I started booking it down the pavement in my light pink tank top and fuzzy pants. I dogged cars and strollers filled with babies , homeless people pushing rusted shopping carts around with squeaky and breaking wheels. I darted past houses that were knew, shiny and pristine, and ones that said condemned or had everything inside thrown across the lawn like the house had just spewed it all up like food poisoning.

I ran and ran until the sun was far in the sky, being hung by a string above us for all to see. I kept running until my feet were all cut bruised and sore. But I could never be too far away from him, I still didn't feel safe. I panted and panted and threw up yesterday's dinner onto the hot and baked pavement. I sat right down and closed my eyes for a bit, cooking myself with the heat of the sun that was blazing down on me like I was some sort of casserole in the oven needing to be reheated for lunch.

Even though I knew I was far away from everyone that I knew, I still felt uneasy, still felt like I was being watched. Still felt like I was in grave danger. I kept grasping for cold air but all I sucked in my hot dry and stale, that tasted of sulfur and gasoline. I sat there for a long time before I hoisted myself up, and began walking again. walking away from my pain, away from my troubles, away from the danger, away from everyone.

(forgot the chapter title, it's here now!)