*Maverick 1st person*
II November 15 II
It begins to grow dark around the outside world, I'm still froze on the inside. Time has paused all on its own. Nothing moves forward and nothing goes backward it all just freezes. The only thing that moves is the light outside. When the light changes outside it creates eerie shadows throughout my room. I've gotten used to them as I have sat in my room and watched the lights change to many times. Usually Cami comes in by now to at least check on me but I guess she doesn't want to be a part of this one. I know Judah isn't coming back I've thought it through and I know there's no possible way that it can happen. I don't understand what's happening and how to fix it. I don't feel anything. I don't think that's a bad thing. I am just sitting here watching the sun go down and my room grow dark waiting for the impossible to happen.
All Judah told me to do was fight. Fight for what? Judah said he was going to be back after a while but how long is that? All I have are questions with no answers. I may never get them either for the fact that the person who has them all is gone. My head spins and I zone out putting myself in a better place. I daydream to get away for madness to get away from confusion.
I run through a dark wood forest chasing Judah to ask him my questions. The world is in colors. Ever smell ever sense and feel has a color to go with it. The surrounding woods are a dark rich emerald green tone with slight silver out lines. It smells like the color of beige and mint combine. Judah leaves a trail of lavender behind him. I am just about to catch him when I hear the front door slam shut making me jump. I am slapped back into reality only after a few minutes of peace. I listen for things that are happening down stairs. Clanging and shifting are all familiar sounds of the evenings. But then there's a new sound of a door opening and closing form across the hall. Cami never goes out to see mom unless everyone is here? But still I hear her small feet trail down the hallway all the way downstairs to greet mom. Once I hear Cami finish going down the stairs it all goes quiet. I get up and set my back to the door creating a new position to eavesdrop. A small sob and some quick footsteps come after the quiet. Something has happened but I know I will not want to be a part of it. No one has actually said anything. Only the crying of my mother is what sound fills the house. I don't dare go downstairs for all I know she could be upset over something that I did, how should I know? Everything flashes blue orange telling me to run. To get out before the fire gets fed and takes a toll.
I don't know why I actually ran I don't know what my intents were in the fact that I have nowhere to go. I took off with my stripped hoodie, phone, and earbuds. I go out my single window and make my way around the roof till I get to the edge. I really should have grabbed a heavier jacket but I don't care, I just need to leave. I climb down the side pillar of the porch, not thinking about how I am going to get back in. My feet hit the solid ground and I start running. I don't know where am going but I am sprinting, chasing my own shadow from the street lights, never to catch it. Nothing can adjust the light to where I can hold my shadow, though I may be able to hold someone else's' I'll never be able to hold my own.
My breath runs short and I am taking turns and short cuts through places I've never been before so desperate to find what I am unconsciously looking for. I run and I pant not pacing myself for the long run and don't stop until I reach the woods I didn't even know existed.
I'm deep in the forest still running on brisk air and no direction. I finally collapse in a huge humph and breathe deep for the air I lost getting here. I am in no plausible way at all in shape. I'm not sure how far I ran or how I ended up getting here. I like it though. I've always been fond of the woods, I like the mossy green feel and the tall trees surrounding me.
