"Gasp! Mommy wook mommy wook!" You pointed out the window, you saw a man with big pink wings and another with dark green hair.
"What!?" She snapped, she looked out your window and saw nothing but more trees.
"Nothing?" They dissappeared.
"Yeah. Now please be quiet now baby" Your bipolar mother says sweetly. You figured she was bipolar because she has big moods, and you knew this because you were one smart baby.
You finally turned (of age) and your mother said she would take you on a trip. You were so excited, because before then, you only ever stayed inside, this was your first time in the outside world since you were born.
Your Pov~~
It's weird, cause mommy promised to take us when we were older, but she must have wanted to go early. I have the best mommy in the world.
"Okay, little one, here's our stop!" She cheerfully says as she pulls up on the side of the road.
I never got a name. It was always 'little one' or 'you' or 'hey' or 'kid'- well, you get the point.
"Okay mommy" She leans over and opens the door for me as I unbuckled my seatbelt.
"Now you wait there and I'll be back. I forgot something" She has a hand on my back as she pushes me slightly.
I can't reach the ground but it isn't my choice, I feel the pressure and fall flat on the ground.
"Hurry up!" My mom yelled as she pushed me fully. I feel my knees and palms sting, a stabbing in my cheek and stones under my tummy.
"Seeya kid" She slams the door shut and reves the engine. She makes a sharp turn and speeds off the way we came.
I quickly push myself up off the floor and turn, running after her as she dissappears over the horizon.
"Mommy!" I shout. I trip over my own feet and scratch face first into the gravely road. I felt everything sting as tears built in my eyes.
"I don't wike my mommy anymore" I sulk. I move my arms under my head to cushion it as I lay in the middle of the road.
I sniffle as I feel a breeze. I lay there for a few minutes before I hear voices coming from the forest.
I turn my head and stare in that direction. I wonder if it is the two men from earlier. The two flying ones.
I slowly push myself up onto my knees as I wipe my eyes with one hand. Only the drops on my chin are still wet, my cheeks having been stained with dry tears.
I limp to the edge of the road, a small drop between each surface. Fear strikes me as I take that step.
With my small shoes and short legs, I trudge into the forest.
"Oh no, Dark, there's a little girl down there" I hear a sharp whisper. I look up at the trees but see nothing. It rustles in one direction so I pick up my pace and head that way.
"It's okay, Anti, we'll just see how she goes" A deeper voice whispered.
I think that one guy is called 'Anti' and one is called 'Dark'. They sounded like weird names to me, but then again, I don't even have one.
"I don't know, she looks hurt. She's all scratched up" The voices conversate as they move between trees.
"So? Let's go back to the mansion and check back later"
"But she'll die!"
"Nah"
"She's young, ya bastard, can I at least take her back and heal her?"
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