Prophecy of Home

Chapter 1 - I Don't Like Running

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I take in a deep shaky sigh and release all the energy out of my body. I stand there and shiver for a moment. As my knees knock into each other, I begin to pull up the black pants I was to wear, the kind that cover the whole of your legs but somehow, are still against the school dress code. But I was not going to school. And as I began to make my way to my destination, I almost began to wish I was.

The sky is a darkened shade of grey today, as always. Lately that's the only colour I see during the daytime. Grey. Dull, boring grey. My school was grey, the sky was grey, the walls which kept me imprisoned inside my own damn home were grey. But at night, when I could see out into the depths of space, where neon lights and all things bright made up the universes and places, one could only imagine. Oh, but I could imagine. I could imagine the rock, the strange rock, which was one of many. Something about it called to me, I know it sounds silly, it was just a rock, but to me it held feelings that I felt I was dearly missing out on.

Homeliness.

I felt a sharp pain under my bare foot, lifting it, I found my weapon. I picked up the rock from the ground and ran my hands over the smooth yet jagged surface. I closed my eyes and allowed the skin of my hand to close around it. I took another deep breath, a pain piercing the inside of my nose as the air was so cold, but I don't shiver this time.

You see I've never really felt like I belonged, and I don't mean this in a mopey 'nobody likes me' sort of way that you hear from all the privileged kids who have nothing else to complain about. The truth is, I do have friends, actually. Some would say I'm more on the popular side, which I would disagree with. But I see no harm in making everyone my acquaintance. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, and the other humans were kind of my enemies. Again not in a mopey, edgy teen kid sort of way, no. I just didn't trust them. Because they weren't like me. And I wasn't like them.

I opened my eyes and take in the scene around me, the busy traffic zooms past without a care in the world, just trying to get to their destinations so they can get back home again at the end of the day. I never understood the point in that. I only believe in one destination myself, and I won't feel at peace until I lie amongst the stars.

A person a few blocks away is wearing a neat business hat and holds a suitcase. He catches me staring and stops, although he is far away I look right at him, into his eyes, like a trance almost. Then, I turn, pull my arm back, and throw the stone into the window.

The glass shattered and the alarms go off, shards of what once was a beautiful glass stained window was now falling to the ground, I step on a large piece and it tears a huge hole in my skin, right underneath my foot, I stop for a second, yelping in pain, but then I turn and run. The traffic continues to pass on by like nothing happened, but this time they are taking photos. Of the incident, of me. I run faster, faster. Shouts chase after me, I turn, it's the businessman from before. He looks like a young boy, now that I look at him, not too much older than me. I was 17. I begin to taste blood but I ignore this and charge down the street, through an alleyway and into the bathroom of a train station. I collapse onto the floor, breathless. Panting and not caring about the dirty water that was dripping from the ceiling onto my face, rolling down my cheeks, cooling them.

I closed my eyes as the shouts become quieter and quieter becoming blurred and faded out, into nothing.

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I wake up to see the 'business boy'

I quickly look at his eyes for a split second, they were full of concern and worry and... something else. I can't quite place my finger on it.

"Hey miss, miss are you alright?"

Suddenly my eyes were open fully and I jumped up and try to dart away, but I'm trapped. His hand circling my wrist, holding me back.

"I've got to go, they'll catch me, I don't want to go to prison." My voice came out fast and slurred. My head was pounding.

"Sorry miss, but I have to take you with me. You did something illegal and I need to report you to the authorities."

I finally looked up at his face and his hat had gone, now he was left with a scruff of brown hat hair and his eyes were still full of worry. They were a mixture of hazel and dots of blue and green, it calmed me and I felt relaxed suddenly. It was like I was looking into another galaxy far away and then I decided to like him but not right now. I needed to escape.

I hung my head low and nodded, "Okay, I'm sorry."

He then let go of my wrist and that's when I bolted.

My feet hitting the subway platform hard. I found the nearest stair and ran up them, going quickly. I heard the boy's shouts far behind me.

"Hey, hey! Somebody stop that girl, I need her! Stop!"

Then I was out into the fresh air, the city still busy with life. I turned left and headed down a street I didn't recognize. Looking back, I saw the boy behind me, running after me, hat in his hand and briefcase in the other. He looked silly.

I skidded to a halt and dived into the alleyway to my right. Hiding behind a garbage bin, praying that he wouldn't find me. But he did.

"Miss, I wasn't going to take you to the police. I needed to talk to you," He said, his voice low and quiet, "I have answers for you. The time is right now."

Answers? For what? So I stood up and walked right up to him, my face close to his, suddenly I felt kind of... nervous.

"Answers for what?" I ask, my voice never once wavering.

"Meet me at South End park on this day next week at 7 pm. I will explain everything." He said as he shoved a slip of paper in his hand.

Then he turned on his heels and left, strolling down the road as if nothing happened. What the heck was going on. I glanced at the piece of scrap paper in my hand and held it tight. My heart was racing, I wasn't scared, only ready for whatever was to come ahead.

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Love from Peyton and Grace x