The Girl who had Wings

Donna's Disappearance

*2 Years Later*
"Donna?! Tell me your whereabouts!" Yelled mother as Donna, the eldest child of the Budgie family stood in the doorway of the small cabin that stood in the middle of a beautiful forest. It was a foggy afternoon where everyone was calm, except their mother. Everyone knew Donna was a rebel, and they accepted it; mother however, wanted to believe that all of her children were perfect little angels and would never do anything wrong.
"No where!" Yelled Donna.
A stern look peered at her from her mother.
"I was just out for a little walk!"
"A little walk?!" Replied mother, "for five hours?!"
"YES!"
"So you're telling me, that you just 'walked around' for FIVE hours?!"
"I stopped for a little to eat a snack in my handbag..." Donna exclaimed, while not making direct eye contact. It was and is, believed that if you don't make eye contact while telling your story, then you're lying.
"Donna Helen Budgie! Tell. Me. The truth... where did you go?"
Donna glanced up for half a second then back down staring at the holes in her wool mittens. The truth was written all over her face.
"You didn't." Disappointed, mother looked at her daughter. "Did you?"
"...yes..." Donna murmured. The walk to Luca Town took 2 hours there and 2 hours to get back, leaving an hour for Donna to roam around and hang out in the little town. But what would she be doing there?
Upset, her mother turned around and calmly walked to her room as though she had never noticed that Donna had left. Three sets of eyes were looking at their oldest sibling; 10 year old Joseph,  7 year old Anita, and with big Green eyes, 2 year old Dorothy Joan Budgie. Donna stared back into Dorothy's big, bright Green eyes and thought with envy, her superstitious mind blamed her two year old sister for this mishap, even though Dorothy was one of the most harmless baby's ever known. While still staring at her sister, Donna's heeled shoes clicked on the cheap tainted wood floor as she walked away into her bedroom. A few seconds later, the three children heard the door slam, the lock click, and the sound of shoes hitting the floor in anger.
Just then, the main doorway opened and their father walked in, back from his work, with a smile, clueless of any problems that had just occurred.

A week later, the same problem occurred; Donna had left. However, this time, mother didn't seem to care at all. Donna was 13, almost 14, tall, she could take care of her self. Plus, mother thought, Donna couldn't run away; she would run on back home the next day. The only thing that worried their mother is why Donna wanted to visit that little town of judgement. What was her reason? Ah well, their mother had three other children to worry about right now. I think mother wants to seem tough. Thought the three young children sitting in the living room, listening to the radio. They always listened to the radio. Is was amazing; a box that could make sound that was actually happening from far away. Astounding. How could the world get any better than cars and radios? It's simply not possible.
1 hour later, the Door opened and shut. Donna was home.
"How was your visit to the town today?" Said mother. I thought mother would be upset and say that in a sarcastic tone, however she actually seemed sympathetic.
"It was fine."
"Good."
"Mother. Dad wasn't in town today was he?" Donna asked.
"No. Of course not. He was at work all day. Why do you ask?" Replied mother as she was cutting up cucumbers that were freshly grown in her garden behind the house.
"Oh never mind then. There was a man I saw that just resembled father. His hair and height was very similar that it was uncanny.
"Hmm." Mother said in return not giving much thought to it.
"Mum!" A high pitched voice came from the living room, "when is dinner ready?"
"Half n' hour, Anita Darling!"
Things were calm then.