The Girl With Broken Wings

The Beginning

As Carl walked over Mycala looked at him out of her eye. He smiled warmly, "Hi there," Kindness laced his words, "I'm Carl, who are you?" He asked. She looked down, "Mycala..." Her voice was drained and Carl spotted a bruise on her shoulder and he glanced at it. Soon the teacher walked in, breaking the silence between the two, Carl sat down thinking about the bruise he saw. Mycala got her books out and started to take notes, even the teacher noticed how quiet Mycala was, as the teacher passed papers out she too spotted the bruise. After school let out, she waited for her brothers. The oldest, Merle, showed up first, then Daryl. They started to walk home and Daryl and Merle talked to each other. Mycala soon smelt cigarette smoke and looked back and saw Daryl smoking, she sighed, remembering how Daryl never smoked, never even thought of it. But now he does, Mycala looked down as Daryl put the cigarette out in his hand. Mycala went to the library as Daryl and Merle went home. After about 30 mins, she heard her dads van. She knew it was time to leave. As she walked outsids she heard a blood curling scream and she froze in her tracks. Dropping everything, she tried to find the source of the scream but couldn't, she felt her father grab her arm and she didn't fight back, everything was blurry as people started running, someone charged at her father and tackled him, she stopped and started backing away, watchinh her father fight the crazed man off, only for the man to bite her fathers neck, killing him. Mycalas eyes widened and she ran and didn't look back, she soon climbed a tree, something Daryl taught her, and decided to wait the comation out, and she curled up on to the branch