The Adolescence Of Addiline

Chapter 1: Run

I trip over a root that has stuck in out of the ground. I pick myself up, grabbing the remainders in my pocket and holding them in my sweaty hands. The lights are getting brighter and so is the sound. I cut through the woods to come out on an opening of the other side, that's when they stopped me. "Addiline, what have we told you about running away from the people you love?" he says holding a tight grip on my arm "Really? Because I don't recall anything about the part of me loving them" I say fighting to get loose.
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I sit in a holding cell, trying to rest my eyes. The bench was cold and hard, but I'm used to that. I pull out the diary and the pencil that my last "Parents" gave to me, I open the first page and give it a go.

December 2nd 1963
Dear Diary,
Once again I have been locked up in a holding cell at the county prison. Soon the wicked witch of the west(The child support lady) will come to get me, but I don't want her too because she will drag me farther and farther away from where my parents are, or have claimed to be. I'm in Montgomery now, which is a long way from Baton Rouge where I was a week ago.

I stop writing because Mrs. Jolene(the child services lady) shoots me a look through out the corner of her eye.
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I sit in the back seat of her convertible, silent. "Addiline" she says, I don't answer "You can't be doing this to me. I have a life too you know and it sure ain't looking every other day too see where you have run off to this time" I sit back there still silent "Can you just please promise me one thing" I can here her sincere voice "Ok, I'm listening" she sighs "Just please make an effort and try to get to know them, don't just have one meal with them and then decide that you hate it. Actually get to know th..." I cut in "And what if I hate there guts" I say loudly "Then you call me and we will find you another caregiver, but for now you need to try" I stare at her. "What's the point of it all? To have a forever family and just forget about my real ones, I had a forever family before but it was taken away from me and so has my freedom" this time I am screaming. she sighs and makes a sharp turn into the child agency center.
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I sit in my room kicking the door "Let me out" I say as I keep kicking and scratching. After an hour or two I give up knowing that nobody will come. I lay on the soft and comfortable bed. I stare up at the ceiling making a horse noise with my lips. I grab the pillow off the chair and put my diary and pencil underneath it. I lay my head down, my eyes wide open, as I watch the rest of the sunlight drop down and the moon, well that's a different story at least for me.
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I wake up to a bird chirping on the windowsill. I slide out of bed and slide the screen open. The bird flies around the room chirping and whistling. I cup my hands and it flies into them. I take my two fingers and gently smooth out its feathers "Oh, what a joy it would be to fly beyond the open wilderness", I pause "Is it fun?" I ask the bird. I know that it probably doesn't understand me but who does? The bird chirps back happily and I smile "I wish, If only I could fly away from this jail, I would be able to explore the world in peace, without people constantly chasing me and throwing me around" I open the slide door "Well, I hope to see you one day again, goodbye now" the bird chirps me a goodbye as I let it fly out of my palms.

I hear a knock on my door, "What, could you possibly want this time!" I exclaim. Mrs. Jolene opens the door and gives a quite sigh "What I want, is for you to pack your bags" I stare at her in confusion "Wait, Why?" she rolls her eyes "Because silly, I have found you a home" I sigh and give a grunt to her "What's the point anymore just give up already" I say as I fall face first on my bed "Well, Miss Smalls my job is too find you a what?" she raises her eyebrows at me "A forever home" I say rolling my eyes "Exactly and that's what I have done, so pack your bags, we leave in an hour" she takes a moment "Now I want you to 1. Pack 2. Shower and 3. Smile, please" she puts her hand on my shoulder "Just try" I nod my head and she kisses my forehead.
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I throw my bags into the trunk of her car and open my own door. I tighten my coat cause it's a little chilly with the breeze, and with where I'm going I'm defiantly going to need it especially in the winter. I see her walk down the porch in her high heels, typical for a stay at home wife. She puts her purse in the front seat of the passenger side "You do realize that it's Winter right?" I say sarcastically, she makes a snarky face "Hey, watch it with the attitude" she says. I lean on the window and breath the cold Alabama air onto the window. I make shapes and write letters as I go along, The fog was blinding to me, it made the shapes of the trees one big blur, it reminded me of home, and the memories I had, they were all just one big blur.

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