Untold Secrets

chapter 5

It feels good to have control again. You never know what it's like to watch someone else control your movements until you actually witness it yourself. I grab my bag of clothes and quickly put on a Marilyn Manson t-shirt and some black skinny jeans. I peek out through the trees, nothing in sight. Good. I step out from under the tree and take in my surroundings. A few bushes, trees, and a small stream. Well at least she had water.

I start walking again, the same way we were going. I know I shouldn't go back but it's all we've got. I open up my bag again and pull out my mp3 and some headphones. I put on the headphones then click play and Killing You by Asking Alexandria begins. This has always been my favourite song, nothing could stop me from blaring it at home. Not even my mother.

I walk around trees and bushes, seeing if there's any berries that I could eat. So far all I've found is a few poisonous ones. I look around again. Now I'm completely surrounded by trees and bushes which seem to never end. I stare at them for a moment, thinking.  Trees are beautiful things and we take them for granted. Think about it. Trees do nothing but help us by keeping the air clean and giving us oxygen. What do we do? We cut them down, use them for ourselves. None of us even bother to plant a new tree or even leave a few seeds so it would grow back. Imagine if someone did that to you?

I shake my head. Silly me, ranting about how trees are treated. Who cares? I start walking again, listening to the birds sing and how the wind makes the leaves sing as well. This world is beautiful and all we do is ruin it. Us. Not the animals. I shake my head again and mentally kick myself. Stop thinking like that, Callie, no one cares. It's then that I realize my mp3 had died, which explains why I could hear the birds and leaves. I dig through my bag and pull out my phone.

Yeah, I don't seem like the type who texts people but hey, everyone has a phone. I put my headphones back on and start listening to This Is The New Shit by Marilyn Manson. My music is probably way too loud, which is how I like it. Walking through the woods, listening to music could almost be a normal thing. Except for the fact I'm running away.

I stop suddenly when something hits my hard from behind, causing me to drop to my knees. I try to look at what hit me but it comes down on me again and the last thing I see is a black gloved hand, coming down to cover my face.

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Sorry! I haven't really had time to write. But I'm back! Remember to comment! Byez!

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