Be My Princess: The Gifted Girl

Family is History

Alicia's POV
I was walking home down main street. It rather bright out. There are so many kids outside playing and having fun. I was never aloud to do that....playing....meeting people.... making friends.....my parents seem dead set on keeping me from this world. They have me wrapped around their finger. I know it, but why don't I do anything about it?

I am so envious of everyone not having to worry about people seeing what they truly are that could possibly kill them in the end. Oh well.

I made it home while smiling, but I was only greeted with angry faces. It looks could kill I would be dead, fried, burned.

"You! Little! Wench! Why did you have to reveal your secret!? You made a promise! And if memory serves me right when you broke the promise you will be thrown out of this house!" Father yelled. He seems so angry, but it doesn't bother me as much. I wonder why.

As I was standing there with a blank face my father could tell it didn't bother me. So he raises his hand and slaps me hard, real hard on my face. It stung a lot. He hit me again only this time with ten times more power. I lost balance and hit the floor, banging my head on it in the process. My body was in so much pain, but the look on his face tells me this is only the beginning.

He started kicking me. I received so many bruises I look like a paint canvas where the person half assed their work. The others just looked as evil as he did. Everyone sated to hit me. Calling me names and saying things to make me feel more useless than I already am.

Soon enough I was thrown out of my own home.

"That's what you get! I never wanted you anyways!" Mother screamed.

"Wilfred is mine! I am the better one! Not you!" Jesse claimed..."Oh and if you think you can have the 'others' you are dead wrong." With that she left.

"Ha looks like they will have no choice but to join them in the circus." Was all Dory said before he turned his back on me and left.

The little ones who also joined in left without saying a single word. If this doesn't mean that your own family could care less about you then I don't know what does. I guess you could say they are now history. No longer in my life.

Though I may be a straight A student I don't think I as a 15 year old could live on her own. Guess I have to try and figure it out somehow.

I was walking back to the main road. I decided to go left instead of right. I don't want to go back to school. I continued walking for who knows how long. Definitely more then five hours. 'This road sure is long, it's already night time. Probably past diner too' with that I remembered I haven't eaten since lunch.

I am sure that this five our walk would have only taken a two hour drive. You do have to follow the rules....very low speed limit.

As I kept walking I saw a town. It is so big. Well bigger than what I am used too. Well, I might as well stop here for the night. Where should I stay? Oh right I have no money......

I continued to look around town. It was smaller than I thought it was. I noticed steps that lead up on a mountain. I guess I could stay there if there is a shrine. Surely no one will notice. Walking up these stairs are a hassle. 'Just a little farther.' Made it, but once I made it to the top I fainted.
I was slowly gaining conseousness when I suddenly felt rain. It was cold and somehow painful. Maybe because of my bruises? I sat up from the muddy ground. 'I am wet and dirty. Great...' I look down the stairs I walked up. Then faced the other way to see a shrine. It isn't much but it will do. I hope no one finds me here. I went inside and was greeted not by angry faces but by warmth. I feel asleep on the floor in the middle of the entrance in the hallway.

I woke up from what seems to be a beautiful day. I got up and looked around. I see that I am in a small building. Looks like I am the only one here. Or has been for a long while. It's so dusty and the walls are completely dirty. I could glide my finger on there and see the difference between the real wall and the dirt that is covering it.

I stand up only to fall back down. My body is acing all over the place. I don't really remember what happened or how many days it has been but I sure no one misses me in any way shape or form.

I walked through the building to see what is in it. If I continue down the hall on my first right it would seem that there is a small living room and dining room. If I look to my first left I could see the kitchen. If I continue some more I I notice a small room. I could easily use it as a bedroom.

I suppose I could live here and start a new life, right?