Heartless

unfair Judgement

I don't remember much of what happened, but here I am, empty and cold with my heart missing every beat, well because its not there anymore. There are no scars indicating something took it or any pain. Just cold. Every time I breathe It's weird. It's like filling your hands up with water then letting it slip through your fingers. I woke up and looked around. Glistening snow covered the ground and shrubs. I was in a forest of dead trees. I begin to walk but struggle because the snow swallowed my short legs.  I wondered around for a little bit untill a tiny village came into view. I waddle my way down there instantly. People are good. People can help me. I hide behind a crate for a little, unsure, untill a see a lady.

     " Excuses me ma'am." . I waddle up to her.

     She turns around and smiles warmly. " What do you need sweetie?" her voice was smooth and her face was gentle and kind.

    "Can you help me find my mommy?" 

     "Well of course. Who is your mommy." She crouches down and grabs my hand.

   "I don't know her, but please can you still help?" 

     She nods. " I'll try to, but first." she feels my forehead, and freezes for a moment, "oh my... are you feeling ok."

     I nod "I am, but I can't feel my heart. I think I lost it." 

     she lightly chuckles. " Ok sweetie lets get you to a doctor."

     I shake my head. "No I really lost it. Feel"

     The lady looks uneasy now. She grabs my wrist and puts her fingers on it. Even with how cold it is sweat beads roll down her forehead head.

    "See." she throws my wrist to the side and quickly walks away.

     " Ma'am?" She doesn't look back. I try talking to others but they gave me the same reaction. I wonderws back in the woods. When night came I huddled up next to a tree. Why was everyone being this way? Was it because I was different? Because I wad missing my heart? one single memory flashed in my mind. It was mamma, she had me cradle in her arms. Her hair a healthy wavey brown, fair skin, and pink thin lips. 

     " It's ok to be different. Everyone is. Just be what makes you happy." she whispered to me.

     So it wasn't because i'm different. Then why?

     I didn't even realize I was sleeping until I opened my eyes. The snow that was once ankle deep now melted and all that was left were patches here and there. I decided to go to the village and find out why they ran away from me. The village was small. really small. All there really was were about 13 houses an a couple of little shops. I hid waiting for the right time to approach. I did't want to scare them off again. There was a man selling bread at a little stall and chatting with a lady. Actually she was the lady with the gentle face. I take a step then hesitate. 

     "Your just spouting nonsense." the man crosses his arms and shakes his bald head.

     "No no! I promise it's true." the lady made motions her arms around as she spoke.

      The man strokes his beard.  " Well I would say your mad but you wouldn't be the first to tell me this. Other's have told me about this girl a couple of days ago."

     " See." the lady nods. " I told you! Do you think it's a demon?"

     " Probably, but whatever it is it's probably not good."

     I'm an it now? Sadness is worse when you can't cry. That's the only thing Ii felt like doing, but I couldn't. Tears wouldn't form, and that's when i noticed how dusty any dry my eyes felt.

     I try to begin to walk away but my legs felt like lead. I had to drag them. 

     "Um excuses me are you ok little girl?" A man looked over the crate I hid behind.

     "What's up Danny?"  another man yelled.

     The othe man looks over and gasps.

    "What's wrong?" Danny looks over at the other man.

     "It's the heartless child!" The man shouted. I try to run away, but I couldn't get my legs to work. The only thing on my mind were the voices in my head calling me an it.

     I awoke in a dark cramped box.

     " Demon go back to Hell where you belong!" I feel a heavy thud on my back. I hear what sounds like shovels hitting dirt and thuds on the top of the box. I didn't struggle. There was no need to. I'm a demon now and this is where I belong. I feel asleep and dreamed of my mother. I was pouting. 

     "What's wrong honey." she said as she rocked in her rocking chair.

      " It's no fair!" I plop on the rug in fount of her and cross my arms.

     "What is?"

      "Lucy stole the cool rock I found and showed it off saying it was hers." mom motions for me to sit on her lap. I storm over there then she picks me up and sets me down. 

     " I'm sorry to hear that honey." she begins to rock gently.

      " What should I do mommy?"

     "Ask for it back."

     "She won't give it back! She mean!"

      Mom rocks for a moment before speaking. " Then find a better one, and this time don't let Lucy get it."

     " There is no better one!"

    "Oh yes there is. Tomorrow lets go find it.The both of us."

     Here I was once again in the box. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.  Then I can dream again about mom. I lay there for a while, before I realize. The dream. It's telling me something. Find a new heart. A better one, or find the one who took it and ask for it back. I begin to bang on the box but my frail arms weren't getting me anywhere. I quickly get tired and fall back asleep. This time no dreams of mom. Just dust.