Scares Of The Heart

character one

The meaning of 'living a good life' is just a myth to me. What is the sence of living if you know one day this all will end when god return to this earth (that I learned when I use to attend church with my grandfather). Especially if its a abusive life. That's where hope and faith comes in , if we have just a little faith things will get better. Just a little hope anything that seems impossibly will be possible believed me.

I empty all my clothes out the draws and place them in my suitcase. I will surly miss this room and at the same time I'm glad I'm leaving. I took a last glance around the room putting in the last thing I have to place in my suitcase before I close it , a portrait with my mom and grandmother. After closing the suitcase I took it off the bed and willingly took it down the stairs But before I closed my bedroom door I took a last look at my room. I checked to make sure my aunt wasn't home before I took off through the fount door . Throwing the suitcase around the Back of the car then I seat in the driver seat and drove off.
I Drove for hours with my curly back hair blowing in all direction, I am African American with a caramel skin tone and deep sandy brown eyes. I wasn't sure where I was going but I know I had to get away from the abusive and depressing life I once had. My mom and grandma died when I was a baby in a car crash. My dad died months later by suicide;but my grand father told me I was alive because my mom used her body to cover me. Knowing my mom risked her life to save me pains my heart every time I think about it. That's why dad killed him self cause of moms death. I was given to my aunt because my grandpa was very ill which caused his death. Knowing all that my aunt still choose to sell me into prostitution at the age of 13. Sometimes she would even carry men to my room to rape me. I was so help less and weak in defending my self I wish I could return back in time and stop those men from causing me so much pain. I can't hate my aunt cause based on the black neighbourhood I grow up in I had friend who was also prostitutes cause it was the only way of getting a little money from a white guy, they where not planning on giving no nigga a job in their organization. Only place I got to go with those stupid white kids where middle school as u might see I didn't get to go to high school. Almost all the girls my age where prostitutes are they still are. Some manage to get out so what's stopping me that's why I'm moving away from this hopeless little town.
I'm Sure my aunt won't miss me.
I was now focusing on the road fully when I herd a little rustling coming from the front of the car then the engine stopped. "Shit!" I said out loud hitting the steering wheel. I burst the old car door open and went to check what was going on. Apparently the transformer burned out. I was expecting that from this old car which belonged to my grandpa but I was hoping it would be able to carry me somewhere far away from here. I guess I was in Mayday by now just the other town from where I'm from and I would have just taken a train. "Holy shit no! No!". I scream out when I saw my aunts boy friend and his gang members. I knew they where looking for me I thought she would be glad I escape this vicious neighborhood;but I was wrong my aunt wanted more money out of me. This car would totally give me away so I have to run now are it will be too late. I quickly open the back car door and took out my suitcase . I can't manage to run with it so I just took out the portrait. Leaving the door open I started running not knowing what way to go. I entered the forest hitting tree branches and large leaves out my way. I could hear their foot steps coming closer and closer so I ran more. I guess gym class in middle school really paid off cause I jumped over huge boulders and crawled under large branches. I ran till I herd them no more. I fell onto the forest floor deliberately tired to death. I use the palm of my hands to wipe the sweat from my face. Eyeing my self I notice all the tears in my skinny jeans and duty shirt when I crawled under the branches. There where also leaves and branches in my hair that refuse to come out. I tried to get up but weakness took over my body letting me fall right back down. How long did I run and how far. I could see the fog taking over the entire forest signalling all the forest animals that night is approaching. Looking up I saw the many stars lighting up the sky like candles. Its as been year since I last took a good look in the night sky and I miss it. I remember when I use to sleep out side with my grandfather.

FLASH BACK

The wind blow violently true my curls giving me goose bumps. I love doing this with my grandpa, just laying on the grass looking up at the sky remembering all the good times I had with him. Sometimes when something bad happens I just remember all the good times I had in my little life. "Grandpa you ever wondered if mom was here know if our life would be different?", I ask him smiling. "Of course Natasha. Your mom was a smart person just like you". He patted my head like I was a puppy. "I know you said it a lot". I reply sarcastically. I herd him giggle which I only hear him do once and a while cause he's a strick man. I hugged closer to him taking a breathe of fresh air. "I love you grandpa". I said kissing his cheeks. "I know you say it a lot". He said sarcastically earning a laugh from me.

END OF FLASH BACK

The massive shadows of the tree trunks covered my entire body causing chills to go down my spins, cause I'm terrified of the darkness.

All of a sudden I felt this massive wind like a snow storm pass me. Oh no I forgot forest aren't save to be around at night anymore. Run, run!. That's all I could hear shouting in my head. I stood up then ran like my life was on the line which was. "Bad idea human". A female voice blurted out making her voice eco in the forest. I was so surprise I lost focus and fell hitting my head "fuck!".