Short Stories

The Day I Vanished

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-The Day I Vanished-

I ran through the forest crying, my head pounding, and screaming “I’ll never love you, and I’ll never come back.”  Not daring to look over my shoulder I headed for the pine forest neighboring my house. 

Earlier that day when I came home from school my mother told me we were going to go to Vancouver on the weekend, so we could go to the Aquarium together.  I told her that I was not going because my friend had invited me over to her house.  My mom and I got in a huge fight and that’s when I stormed out of the house yelling and running into the woods. 

By now you are probably wondering who I am.  My name is Lilly Rider and I’m 15 years old. I have aqua colored eyes and sleek straight orangish brown hair that comes down to my waist.  I live with my mom Mages and my snow white pug Butter. 

            As I ran I saw the old forgotten tree house that must have been built 80 years ago.  My best friend Violet and I found it when we were 6 and never told anyone.  “That’s the perfect place to hide!” I mutter to myself, covered by my crying.  When I got up in the tree I found all of our old doll toys.  As I turned around I stumbled over an unusual jewelry box that I had never seen before.  Before I could stop myself, my curiosity got the better of me and I opened the box. I was surprised to find a single locket in the shape of a star. It had soft edges and was made of polished silver with purple tinted engravings.  I lift it out and found it attached to a silver chain.  “Wow!” I gasped in amassment.  It was what I had wished for my whole life.  With my curiosity and hatred raging inside me, I carefully hung the locket around my neck and then slowly opened it to see myself in one half and my mom sobbing in the other half.  “I can’t stand it no more.” I bellowed as I slammed it closed.  At that moment I had a sensation that lost something in my life but I couldn’t place it. “I bet it was nothing.” I muttered to calm myself down as I regained my strength.

            It’s was now starting to rain and I knew I couldn’t stay here so I decide it would be best if I went to Violet’s house. I made sure I took a route that did not lead me back past my own house.  As I walked up to Violet’s house, drenched from head to toe from the rain, I could tell that her mom and dad were out and that it was just her at home.  This would make it easier because I wouldn’t have to go through her window like we had in the past.  It was not me in trouble last time it was Violet.  I rang the doorbell once, only to wait a second to ring the bell again. “Violet,” I said slowly but loudly then rang the doorbell once more.  We made this up so we would know it was each other at the door.  About five seconds later Violet opened the door and looked straight through me as if I wasn’t even there.  She closed the door leaving me outside. It feels like I have become the water source for the entire world as I wailed and yelled Violets name stomping on the ground outside her door.

            I realized it was no use trying to see Violet and decided I had better go home and face the consequences for my behavior.  It was a slow painful walk home everyone ignored me, even my neighbor’s dog who always barked when I walked by.  But he laid there asleep on the porch.

            When I walked into the house no one was there.  I walked up to my bedroom to see some one else’s name carved above my bed where mine had always been.  My fingers began to tighten in to a fist. I slowly backed out, and found myself backing into my mom’s office.  “Mommmm…,” I said so slowly as if it had been put into slow mode.  When I turned around I saw the office as empty as when we first moved in ten year ago.  Now that I think of it the halls seemed quite bare.

            I found myself running into each empty room with the hallow feeling growing each time.  I lay down on what used to be my bed, blubbering “Mommy!  I love you!  You mean everything to me!” I repeated this over and over and over again, until I remembered the locket.  I remembered how when I had placed it on I felt I had lost something.  I pulled the locket off and chucked it against the wall with all my power.  I glanced over my shoulder not to see someone else’s name this time but mine.  I stared at it for a while then out of the corner of my eye I saw the locket open on the ground. Instead of the pictures from before it had a new picture on both sides of my mom, Butter and me all smiling and happy.  I ran over to grabbed it and place it elegantly on my neck.

            “Mother,” I belted, as I ran down the stairs.  “Mother,” I repeated again as I got to the bottom of the stairs.  “Can we please go to the Aquarium?  Please!  I think it would be great for us to have some mother daughter bonding time.”  I ran into my mother’s arms which were now stretched outwards for comfort.