Surviving the Gregory Brothers

Chapter 29: There Is More Than What Meets the Eye

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Chapter 29: There Is More Than What Meets the Eye

Charlotte's P.O.V

I tamped my earbuds tightly into my ears, closed my eyes, and let music drown my conscious away.

All this feels strange and untrue
And I won't waste a minute without you
My bones ache, my skin feels cold
And I'm getting so tired and so old

The anger swells in my guts
And I won't feel these slices and cuts
I want so much to open your eyes
'Cause I need you to look into mine

Tell me that you'll open your eyes

In my dream, I imagined a new light. I'm older, more mature and I have more happiness. I'm running through a field, it's sunny and bright. I see Kayden emerge from the tree line in a white shirt shirt, and he looks so happy to see me. I run faster, laughing. I open my arms, about to lunge into his open arms, when I grab dust. He dispersed right in front of me. Suddenly, the scenery became dark, the sun dissapeared behind gloomy clouds, and the grassy fields of flowers wilted. The trees started to chase me, running on their roots, and the wind behind to pick up sending my hair all around me, whipping me in my face. I stumbled as I crawled across the dead ground, away from the heinous trees, who were trashing around violently, their branches digging up the dirt in their wake. I was screaming and trying to get away from the storm. And somewhere, in the dark mess, I heard a terrifying laugh, "Oh run run run little Charlotte!" My sight was now blinded by the hard down poor, and my breath was caught in my chest as I tried to push. My feet were getting stuck in the mud, and I heard a howl. Heart beat racing, I ran and tugged my feet through the mud and rain. The trees and the animal after me, I was set on a chase. Where am I going? I kept going and going, then I felt a sting of pain on my leg as the animal bit me, then it clawed at my arm, and I just accepted I was going to die. I let the blood ooze from the bites as the animal worked away at my skin. I couldn't move.

"Sweetie, sweetie, Charlotte! Miss Gregory!" I felt a wave of nausea over take my system, and through up everything I had eaten.

Mave stood above me, looking horrified. Another nurse cleaned me up and the floor from my vommit, I sat up was given some water. I saw it was four in the morning, the dream startled me. I have had many scary night mares, but this one, this one. It truck me as the most awful one.

I was fed, clothed, and allowed to wash my teeth as well as some sheets of paper and a pen.

I drew my nightmare, the trees, the animal, the greenery wilting, the mud, rain, I even imagined the cackle. I drew myself running from the horrors of the dream. Then, I ripped it up, symbolically dismissing any thoughts of it and opening my eyes to a newer light of truth, and for the first time in years, I felt relaxed and happy.

Realizing, I wasn't the only one in the room, I decided to make conversation with Mave.

"Sorry I threw up," I shyly smiled at her. Just as she was about to reply, the Doctor came in and asked me if he could check my wounds.

He cleaned them up and changed the bandanges, then he checked my blood pressure and did some other boring things to check me up.

I watched the T.V. and read a magazine, napped, but didn't think about the dream anymore or Kayden.

My family came in, and later Gracie came in. I felt like she did deserve all of the truth.

I started out tell her just about the whole accident, but then I started to tell her about the Gregory's, and then about the Orphanage, and then about my old parents and the entire kidnapping on the trains, and living in Canada, and then my childhood and grandparents and old friends. At the end, I was crying.

She didn't interrupt me once, except to hang me the box of tissues.

She sadly smiled at me, and told me to open my eyes and to live in the present. "Look around, people love you. I love you," a tear slid down her cheek, "You are stronger and better now. Can't you see? Don't be blind to the love people share for you. Now you are safe, you're siblings are safe. You are in a caring family. All the hardship, is in the past. It already happened, no need to dwell in it. Rather, see each minute as a precious gift, that is why it's call the present anyways." She smiled, and carressed my cheek.

For the first time, I thought of Tony and Leah. My sweet siblings, the ones I practically raised. The ones I loved, and loved me back more. I was their idol, and some idol I have been. Running away, being with an almost, complete stranger, rebelling. I didn't do a good job of keeping them safe.

So what does come first, Pride? Family? Self-importance? Who comes first, because I obviously don't in my life.

Why can't I open true, inner eyes and see the truth behind the dispicable lies, hate, and torture?

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