Wild Soul

♫I.Far away from home

♫I.Far away from home

I could sense that something was wrong. It was summer holiday, but the feeling I had was not normal. It was...off. Instead of feeling free, I was feeling the opposite. I was feeling like somebody got control of something that should never be controlled. Something that should be free. Or maybe I was wrong. Maybe I shouldn't oppose it. Maybe it was fate that made it happen like that. Or maybe not. Could it be because I was in a place where I didn't want to be? I was in a new place, far away from home, where I didn't know anything or anybody. A dusty place, full of spider webs, where some unusual creatures live. A place with dilapidated, mildewy houses. A place where no 18 year old town girl should be.

In a village.

"You'll have fun, it's a very beautiful place there!"

That's what they said. Yeah, of course. It's a very boring place here.

"Alice! There you are! Why did you close yourself here? Go outside, it's a very beautiful weather." Ray said, entering in the warehouse.

"You know I don't wanna be here. I'm a town girl, this is not my place. My only home is in Liverpool, and you know that, uncle." I said.

Uncle Raymond was a tall, black haired man, wearing an overall and an worn-out T-shirt.

"Whatever. At least go and buy some sugar for Amy."

"Is aunt Amanda making a cake?"

"Yep. Now go."

"Right away! Her cakes are the best!" I said, exiting the warehouse.

Outside, there was a large courtyard, full of thousands kinds of different plants. There, next to the warehouse, was a big, old fashion house. The black metal fence was covered in climbing ivy.

I went out through the gate and  looked at the dusty road and the old shop across it. I went into the shop. Behind the counter was a bald, short old man with some round-framed glasses and a white moustache.

"Oh, you must be Alice, Ray's and Amy's niece!" the old man said. "My name is Sam, and I'm glad to meet you."

"Yeah...Nice to meet you too...Can you give me some sugar please?" I asked.

"Here you go. One pound, please."

I took the sugar and I gave him the money, then left.

"Oh, what do we have here?...A new girl in my village?" said a tall guy, probably of my age.

Unlike his friends - three guys wearing overalls - he was wearing blue-jeans and a gray T-shirt. I didn't like the way he said "my village".

"What's your name, kid?"

"That's none of  your business, you loser!" I replied.

"Oh, so the new girl is brave? My name is Joshua and I control everything here. So, I’m asking you one more time: what's your name?"

"And I’m telling you one more time that my name is none of your business." I said again, entering the courtyard.

But I did not give up. I hid behind a portion of fence with more ivy and watched them.

"Wow... She's really brave." said one of the overall guys that had blonde hair.

"Don't worry, Tom. When we meet her again, she'll find out that we're not playing." said Joshua.

Yeah, of course. I'm scared. My hands are trembling. I thought, and then I entered the house. Aunt Amy was in the kitchen.

"Here's the sugar."