My Woods

My Story

                        Brynn's pov

       Everyone has to start somewhere. Sometimes, it's a bumpy start, but everything gets better eventually. Right? At least that's what my mother told me before she left. People make mistakes and people change their minds. My mom did just that when she decided to leave me and start a new life. I go to see her sometimes in her new life. A life that I am not her child in. A life where she never had a husband. A perfect life...at least one person in my family deserves to have a perfect life.
The day my mother told me she was going out, and not coming back I ran. I ran from her. The idea. My past.
      I ran to my dad. I ran into my new life, my new world that would be without her. I ran across the little river that lay across Great Aunt Lories' field. I had never crossed the river in fear of the forest that lay behind it. I heard my mom call after me but I ignored her. Tears streamed down my face. I jumped over logs and fallen tree trunks. I ducked under leaves and little twigs that hung extra low from the trees. I stopped only when I thought that I was totally isolated from humanity. I sat down on the leaf-covered ground and cried and cried and cried. 'Why would she leave me?!' I couldn't get the question out of my head! I pounded my fists on the ground. "Why would she leave me?!" I whispered to the forest "Why would she leave me?!" I screamed at the woods. "Daddy help!" I yelled at the forest. "Daddy?! Help me!" I got up and started pounding my fists into a tree near by. I hit and kicked and pounded until I couldn't feel the pain in my hands anymore. Blood lay all around the tree and on my broken hands. "Stop leaving me!" I screamed. "Stop leaving me!" until I lost my voice. I felt hopeless! Totally hopeless! I stayed in a small hangover made of stone for the night. I woke up with dry, tear stained eyes. That's when I noticed a horse next to me. He had kept me warm all night. He was a light brown or light bay. He had big, brown, welcoming eyes. A long black mane run down his neck. A long, black, thick tail dragged on the ground. "Why would she leave me?! Why?! What's so wrong with me that everybody leaves me?!"
I still ask myself that question on occasion. I guess deep down, I don't really know why she left. I guess I don't really know, why she would leave me.
My Great Aunt Lorie is my parent now, I guess. I still love my mom to death it's just that sometimes forgiveness...is hard to give out...to everyone. Great Aunt Lorie takes care of me. We live in an old house near our old red barn. We have cows, chicken, sheep, pigs, and goats. I have my dog, Kitten, and ever since I crossed that river to the woods, a horse named Mouse. I like my country house. We have home-cooked meals. Always fresh! Great Aunt Lorie even started a small garden so we wouldn't have to go out for potatoes, beans, apples, and almost anything else. I do the barn and Great Aunt Lorie does the house work. I also cross the river everyday to visit my horse in my woods.
     I think about my mother every moment of everyday! I also think about what kind of man my father was. I made up my own stories about him. Where he traveled and lived and looked like.
     I guess I even think about my mother at night because Great Aunt Lorie occasionally catches me whispering my mothers name throughout the night.

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      "Hello?!" A voice called from downstairs. I knew the voice like I knew the back of my hand. I walked slowly downstairs. "Hi uh...welcome back. I uh...was just about to do my chores." I said. I hugged her and kissed her and then ran out to do my chores before she could say anything else. As I cleaned out the cow stall and fed the chicken, I began to cry. I got down on my knees and clasped my hands together. "Dear lord," I said through the sobs. "P-Please, please, please help m-me. I-I need my f-fathers guidance now. I-I need m-my father!" I collapsed on to the concrete and cried before carrying out the rest of my chores. When I was done, I ran to my woods.