The Winds Melody

5

~I think alot, I notice everything. But I never say a word.~

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I wake up in the morning with the worst headache of my life and i can barely move. I can hear my mother singing loudly downstairs. I lay there not knowing what to do. There's really nothing left to do anyways. I decided to stay at home until next week.

Now that I'm thinking of it. Maria is probably the only person who loves me and is the only reason I'm still here. My mind starts wondering places and I stop before I get to far.

There's nothing else to do so I just lay there and stare at the ceiling, wondering why this all has to happen to me?

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Its Friday now and nothing much has happened. My father hasn't come home which is wierd cause where else would he be staying?? My mother hasn't said a word to me. The only time I came out my room was to eat. That's it. But the good thing is I'm going to see Maria today. My stab wound is healing, my elbow only has a bruise and my ankel feels much better.

I get out of bed excited to finally be with someone who actually cares. I get ready and hop on the bus.

Time feels like it's slowing down the closer i get to their house. Something feels wierd but i shake it off, focusing on the fact that I'll get to see Mia.

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I get to their house and knock on the door. My grandpa opens it and I look at him expectantly. He just stares back and that's when I open my mouth to speak but I get interrupted. "Maria isn't here." He says plainly. "What??" Confusion laced in my voice. "She isn't here. Her father came the other day and took her." I stare at him. Shock written all over my face. "Excuse me??" I say. "You heard me, now leave us alone." He closes the door in my face and I immediately start banging on it but it's no use.

I try phoning my mother but she doesn't pick up. I try and try until I finally get an answer. "What do you want!?"
"Maria's gone" I sob into the phone. "Dad took her a few days ago. Have you heard from him??!"
"No, and so what if he took her??"

I give up, my blood boiling I hang up the phone. I start walking towards the bus stop and decide to pace and pace around until I come up with something. But nothing. Nothing comes to mind except for one thing. Call the police. Tell them what my dad is like and tell them he took Mia.

I dial 911 and my heart is racing. I hear the operator speak into the phone and I start telling her everything. She asks me for his name, number, age, number plate and I give everything to her. She tells me that they'll try asking him where they are and if he resists they'll send a search party to look for them.

The phone hangs up and I sit there on the bench, with my knees pressed up against my chest. It feels like I have a million weights on my body.

The bus comes and I get up and walk towards it. To many things all racing in my head. I don't feel anything except stress and worry. Who knows what he's going to do to her. The littlest things can drive this man far and her not being his is considered big.

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I step out the bus, my body feeling heavy and weak. My heart pounding. Anxiety taking over me. With each step I get closer to my house I have the tiniest bit of hope that she'll be there. Playing outside in the leaves like she always did.

As I get to my front door I hesitate to open it. Not knowing what gonna be on the other side. I twist the door knob opening up only to see my mother passed out on the same couch she's always on. I close the door behind me not knowing what to do anymore. I go up stairs and pull out my phone, calling my dad in hopes he'll tell me where they are and that she's okay.

It rings, and rings, and rings. No answer. I try again and again and again but it's no use. He's not going to pick up. Tears escape my eyes, drawing won't even help, I won't be able to concentrate, only thinking about Mia and the possibilities of what might happen.

I sit in bed, staring out the window on the left side of my room hoping to see my father's car pull up.
What bothers me is that i can't do anything about it except wait for what the police decide to do. I don't even have a clue of where they could be.

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My nose starts bleeding..
My nose only ever starts bleeding when something bad happens.
When something bad happens to someone im close with. 

The same way it did the day my uncle died.

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