*~Chapter Five~*
I kept running. I ran until it enervated my legs-- but I kept running. I ran until I was out of breath-- until my lungs were craving for air. I stopped and scanned the surroundings-- breathing with heavy pants.
It was murky, dark and dreary-- the overcast clouds now covering the once visible stars and moon.
I no longer admired the night sky, it became uninteresting and humdrum.
The ambience around me is foreign-- just the thought of being somewhere that isn't recognizable sends chills down my spine.
I never was fond of being alone, especially in a town that I just moved to...
I continued walking at a moderate pace, still slightly panting because of the run.
I sobered up some-- the drama that happened not too long ago really steadied me up. It brought me to the realization that I'm running away from my problems...
What are my problems? I do not have a say in what Brett can and can't do. I shouldn't have vanished from the party-- I shouldn't have left Brett alone and befuddled.
I know I wasn't envious of the kiss, nor was I faltered by the girls attitude. I was just an intoxicated girl with a lot of hormones! That's most likely the reason why I ran...
I continued my walk into the blackness, but soon stopped again. The road came to a quick end, leaving me to stand in front of what I think is a park.
I looked around it, taking in my surroundings.
It's an average looking park; tall trees scattered around, a playground for children who came and visited; about a dozen benches interspersed around, pathways that lead towards all directions, and a pond with an arched platform above it-- starting at one side and ending on another.
Along the pathways, there are tall street lights that are looking down at the ground-- pouring its dimmed lights onto it.
I walked down the closest pathway-- slowly walking-- still getting used to the surroundings. I followed the lights, the vivid yellow glow cascading onto my skin.
The bulbs led me towards the bridge that was aloft of the large pond.
I stepped onto it, making the wood boards creek under my weight. I continued to walk on it, until I reached the middle.
It was a dainty little bridge... Little light bulbs on wired strings were hung on the railings-- coiling around the cold metal poles. It left a majestic glow and lightened up the tenebrous park.
I leaned against the side-- peering over the bridge and at my reflection in the water. The pond was still, it seemed like one big mirror-- reflecting anything and everything that goes in front of it.
I kept a keen eye on my appearance. I noticed I have changed a lot since I was a little girl. Not just physically but also emotionally.
It wasn't always just my mother and I living alone, I also had a father.
A cruel father who never wanted me. He did want me to exist, he thought I was a waste of space...
He thought the same about my mother... He never treated us right-- always yelling and cursing at us, telling us what to do and not to do, always threatening us... The pain and torture my mother and I were going through...
"You were never meant to happen!"
"You were a mistake!"
"You're exactly like your mother!"
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I Am Luck (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionI am an average girl with a not so average life. Because of my mothers job, I move from town to town every year. I meet new people, go on new adventures and find new people to love. Being the new girl has its ups and downs, but let me tell you this...