Chapter 1. Dawning

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They say that these springs have magical qualities, can heal people yet never in these twenty two years of my existence they were able to cure my pain nor they could erase my bruises, I always have to cover them,

The cold September breeze goes touching me giving me shivers, I cover my cheek with my maroon scarf, my eyes looks at the red brick structure not many people are here yet it's early, still I keep my head low not wanting anybody to see me as I wait sitting on bench it feels cold as well.

Take deep breath.....

My head snaps into the direction of loud sounds of horn, it sounds like thousands of bells are ringing, it's here, grabbing my one small bag fixing my black long coat I stand on the hard concrete floor my old boot didn't miss my attention.

As soon as the train stops with a loud noise my feet quickly strides towards it, I get in finding my seat beside the window, though I'm not in state of seeing the scenery, who would want to see the place you want leave,

Placing my bag closer to me I'm happy that place next to me is empty not everyone travels from train now a days one of the reasons of choosing it.

Just few more minutes and then I will leave this place forever never to return, my heart was about to calm down but after seeing the man in uniform walking in my direction my anxiety sweep my body,

They found me! they found him! they know what I did, what I'll do now? all these thoughts makes me gulp hard, my heart pounding faster with his every step, beads of sweat coming on my skin, my body starts shivering more,

Save me God.....

I breath that was stuck in my throat leaves my lips as the police man walks straight, he is not here for me, I sigh closing my eyes catching myself up.

It aches to see people leaving their loved ones, but they are happy they have someone to call a family but I.. Whom I have no one.. No one is here for me,

If my mom would've been here she would've never let me go, but it's good that she is not here, a coward daughter like me would never be able to save her.

Train starts moving slowly.. Slowly I see the place I once called home leaving behind, as much as I hate this place I love it no less, it's the place where my mother was born, it's place where I was born but now expect some beautiful memories of mother and I only have wounds that this place gave me,

Leaning my head against the window I see everything fading away, this is what I'll be doing from now I'll leave everything behind and start afresh, at new place, with new people, new me and new life I just hope that my haunting past will not come behind me to hunt me I just hope.

Three hours went by into fear..... Yes I'm still afraid of getting caught, nothing will happen, the train stops grabbing my bag I step out of it, here it's just the opposite of what I left in Saratoga, great crowd welcomes me in New York City, people and just people is all I can see,

Station looks busy hustle and bustle it's loud as well, everybody is engrossed in themselves, this much of crowd scares me you can't blame a girl who have spent most of her life caged in house like an object used to watch people and now walking along with them makes me nervous, still I a part of me want to get lost in this crowd so nobody will find me ever,

There's a unavoidable fear inside of me, no matter how much I'm trying to ignore it, it crawls over me, every stare I get from people, every step I take a fear that somebody will find me, they'll capture me is on my skin giving me chills,

I was bit hesitant to step on escalator, I have never stepped on them let it slip I rarely used to step on stairs my porch, hiding my shaky foot I gulp down my uneasiness, as it starts taking up,

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