The Candy Crush

Chapter 13 ~ My Friends

I woke up, on the road, during the middle of the night. I was soaking wet, and covered in blood.

"What?" I whispered to myself. I looked down at my hands, and cried. What had just happened, I don't remember anything...

I sit up and turn my head around. Everything seemed so familiar hear. The rain started getting heavier, so I looked around for a tree, or something for me to go under for protection. I struggled over to a little tree near a house. It was a cherry tree, my favorite kind of tree. It smelt of sweet cherries, and my mother.

I missed her.. And remembering her made me cry. I also missed my father, who is missing in action right now. Why can't everything just go back to normal? My life was so much easier when I was younger. I stared out into the wet roads, drowning in water. I felt like I was drowning too, although, I felt like no one cared to pull me out, and help me.

I hear a creak of a door and turn around to see a young girl. She had brown hair, and green eyes, just like me.

"Hello?" She whispered. Almost like a peep.

"Hi.." I said.

" What's you name? " The little girl asked.

"Ruby, what's yours?" I giggled. Shes cute, and almost reminds me of myself when I was younger.

" Maybelle. " She whispered again. I stared at her in disbelief, Maybelle? That was my mother's name..

"W-What's your last name?" I stuttered, scared to death.

" Nickles" She answered. I let out a small sniff, and started to ball. That was my mother's maiden name, before she married my father. I cried and cried until I felt nothing else in my eyes, and even then, I still cried. The little girl eventually came over to me, and sat down next to me.

"Why are you crying?" She asked. I looked at her and smiled. She was just as sweet as my mother was.

" Oh.. I'm just going through... Um.. Puberty.. " I spat out. Oh gosh, good going Ruby.

"Oh.. My mommy had that, she said it was like the devil coughed up acne." She said staring at the floor. I laughed a little, the first time I had laughed in a few weeks.

"So, do you like the rain? Or are you just sitting here, staring at the curb of the road?" She asked. Once again I laughed and looked up at the sky, which was clearing a little.

" Honestly, I don't know. " I whispered. I looked at her beaming green eyes, not a care in the world. Not even the bit suspicious that a complete stranger was sitting in front of her house.

"Well, do you want to come inside? We can play dollies if you want!" She smiled. I smiled back, wanting to say yes.

" I wish I could, but I have to go, and figure out why I'm here. Also, where am I? " I asked. She looked at me confused.

"Your in Toronto, in Canada, on eighth street." She smiled at me. She then pointed to a sign that said Eighth Street. The wind started to pick up, and whip around the trees and grass.

"You better go inside." I said, while standing up.

" Why are you so bloody? " She point blank asked.

"I.. I don't know, to be honest. I don't know alot of things. I just know, that you need to go inside, where it's safe."

" but what about you? " She asked.

"I'll be fine, I promise." I smiled, and she smiled back. She nodded and hopped up the steps to her house.

" Bye bye Ruby! " She yelled at me sweetly, waved, and went through the door. I laughed, and then that laugh turned into sorrow. She seems so sweet, and gentle right now, she doesn't know what will happen to her in the future. That stun for me. I want to protect my mother from that lunatic Nick.

"Bye.." I whispered. I went up the steps, closed the door, and started walking down the sidewalk, not looking back at my mother's home. While walking, I started thinking, I know where I am, just, how did I get here? I tried remembering everything, and anything that happened. I then stopped walking. My father lived in Toronto aswell.. I could see him again, only this time, as a little person.

A made a run for the nearest bus stop, just in time to hop onto the bus. I sat down, and run out my shirt, which was soaking wet from all of the rain. I giggled remembering how happy my mother was, and then cried some more.

"Are you ok miss?" Said this woman, with a thick Australian accent. I turned to my left, to see a woman, old, but sweet with rosy cheeks.

" Oh, um yes mam.. I'm just, let's just say having a rough day. " I said, wiping away my tears. She came over to my seat, and sat down next to me, like my mother did.

"We all have rough days, trust me. I've had more rough days then alot of people on this bus." She laughed, a hard laugh, that was very comforting to me.

"Where are you going from this bus?" She asked. I smiled at her, then shrugged. I remembered that I don't even know where my father lived. Which made more tears form in my eyes.

" Well, wherever you go, I hope you have a great life. " She kissed my forehead, and walked off the bus. I stared at her a little confused. she was so kind to me, and I barely even said hello. Why? Why are all of these people so nice to me. 

I cried some more, thinking of all these nice, kind people made me so happy, instead of sad tears, I cried happy ones. My friends, they were My Friends. I snapped out of my sad mind and created a new one, a kind one, innocent.... Clean.

I got up from the seat and suddenly knew exactly where my father had lived. I rushed out of the bus, the bus driver yelling at me. I ran past people on the streets, with a determined look on my face. Kindness, that was the key! I turned corners left and right as rain peppered my face like little shards of glass, but I didn't care. To me, the rain was kissing me, sweet gentle kisses.

I swooped by people, then yelling at me, I didn't care. To me, they just needed a little kindness, so I smiled at them, hoping to turn their day around. I fell past dogs and cats, who were growling at me, Which I didn't care, to me, they just needed a friend. So I pat them on the head and kept running. My life had been turned around by kindness.

Kindness is Key.

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A/N I want everyone, and I mean EVERYONE to know, that kindness is the only thing that this world needs. If we all had kindness, the world would be such a nicer, more safer place. So what I'm trying to say is, don't be a gossiper, bully, jerk, hater, or anything else that is mean related. This world is already so mean and cruel, if we put a little kindness in our daily lives, the world will become more beautiful, and hopefully one day, the world will become beautiful. Please vote and comment. Love ya guys so much :3

~ Gracie