Chapter { 2 }

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   After Alice left I just wandered around the town. It seems different this year then it used to be .
  I mean a lot has probably changed since I've been here. Moving back here from Oregon wasn't hard considering I had bullies back in Oregon to. I won't escape the bullying and I understand. I won't ever escape depression and that's fine I've learned how to live with it. In fact I don't know how I would live  without it. Depression is like my best friend . It was there for me when I was alone. It followed me everywhere . Made me do bad things. Like hurting myself . Littering bloody scars all over my body. Even though it wasn't the nicest friend. It was my only friend.

      I snapped out of my trance and continued walking.

      A few moments later I stopped in front of a cute little bakery called " fresh from the oven "
I walked in and smelled the fresh pumpkin spice cookies. My stomach rumbled with hunger. Digging through my overall pockets I pulled out 4 quarters. I walked up to the counter and smiled at the lady at the counter .

" Hello sweetie what would you like?" The lady asked
I squinted down at her uniform trying to find a name tag. Aha there it is Maria .
I sat there staring at her lost for words. This usually happens when I'm in public .

" Dear? " Maria asked

" Oh yeah sorry 1 pumpkin spice cookie and 1 chocolate chip." Might as well get one for Violet.

" 2 dollars please " she smiled

" oh I..um..I only have 1 .. I'll just take the chocolate chip cookie ." I looked around nervous thinking someone saw my little mistake.

" It's fine its on me " she winked

" Oh, thank you .. Maria ." I let out a breath

Praise Jesus...

She handed me a little cute silver bag with my cookies inside .

" Have a nice...-"
Ding she looked off to the door where someone walked in

" Beta. " she nodded at the strange tall man that just walked in. She looked over to me

" Stay safe. " she gulped

I walked out the door with my cookies. Strange town..
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Through out the day I just walked around and took random pictures with my Moms old Polaroid camera.
Taking in the hot breeze come by I decide it was time to head back to Lillian's. I don't really like to call it home. Because it isn't, it doesn't feel like home should feel like. It's not that Lillian is mean or anything . Lillian is great. But home is where my mom is and mom isn't here so there is no home. There will never be a home for me.

I don't understand why this happened to me. What did I do wrong?
I always got straight A's . I was nice to every single person I met. How could god do this to me?

I opened up the door and all I could smell was ... Buchtas. A bohemian food that my Mother always made for me. It was my favorite.

" Autumn,darling, is that you?" Lillian asked

You could hear the wariness in her voice. What has everyone so on edge today? Most
likely this strange town. These strange people.

" Uh yes Lillian, it's me ."

" Where's Violet?" I asked

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