The Secret Side of Me ☁︎

WAI

W.A.I. Yes for me it is a word.
It stands for "Where Am I?" Also pronounced like WHY and honestly at this point I think I was asking both of those questions.
I was running, and I wasn't gonna stop. Not anytime soon anyway. My knees ached. My body was bruised, scratched, the occasional what looked like a scar. I knew I didn't need to go at full speed, they wouldn't catch up to me at the speed I was going now. The footsteps were getting louder. They were getting faster too. Search dogs. That son of a gun. I could hear myself growl, not intentionally. I looked around, scanning the area quickly. Trees. Trees. AND MORE STINKING TREES. Wait. Trees. Exactly... climbing! I ran over to a tree and wrapped my arms around it, it was scratchy, but it would have to do. The tree was a little bit smaller than the length of my arms, but the white burch tree was also very sturdy. I grabbed onto something, It was a stump, where a branch was missing. It was out of my reach though. I couldn't latch onto it. Somehow I managed, and pulled myself up. "Nghh" The sound slipped through my teeth. I looked down, I had scraped my knee. It was bleeding, bad. I looked away from the blood, and probably not for the reason you think. I twisted around on the tree and put my foot right where my hand had been to pull me up. I was struggling. Again I managed. I looked down. I wasn't too far from the ground, but not low enough for anyone to grab me. Yes, they would soon find me, the dogs would scratch up on the tree. Zeno would get me. He would run test on me, torture me. Don't get me wrong I was one hell of a creature, but I was human too. And that seemed to be the only thing people didn't understand. They understood when I told them that I was different from them. They understood when I told them I couldn't go Trick-Or-Treating on Halloween. To be honest, they took it the wrong way though, they took it personally... Not what I intended. Thinking of this made me want to know even more why I didn't know where I was, where was I anyway? All I knew was I was in a dark woods with plenty of trees. Someone must have played with my mind, tinkered with my thoughts. I missed my soft, pink, zebra printed pillow. My slightly smaller than me dog plush named Doglas. I missed home.
I pulled through the pain, reaching for another branch, or of course stump. There was one just above my hand, maybe 7.5 mm. Tired, I carefully extend my arm, knowing I would slip if I failed. I couldn't reach it. There was no way. The barks were getting louder, it ringed in my ear, "What have you done..?" A certain voice said in my head. The voice sounded awfully familiar. It was raspy, deep, male. I wanted to get the voice out of my head, it obviously wasn't getting out anytime soon, not easily anyway.
I think it was just in my head, but the footsteps, crunches in the leaves, barks, we're getting louder...
I would have to jump. Stepping up onto my tip-toes, I took the chance. I lept for the branch.