The Words that made me Run

The Start

 Hello, my name is Sharjunetta Bresona Hillson and this is my world. My life. Weather it be good or bad its mine. Today I pounder later thoughts. I live in the small town of Butterfield,Missouri. This is were I was raised. Im currently 16 living with my father. Sometimes. Ya I said sometimes.

When I was only 4 months old my mother left after a big storm and never came back. It was just me and my father after that. Every year during the school year im sent to Bulgara to stay with my great aunt Romay. They dont talk about my mother. While im there im forced to go to a huge school for the gifted.

Like powers and shit kinda stuff. Its werid as hell. But while im there im looked at as a back street bobo and while im in Butterfield im looked at as a prep. Every summer I come stay with my father for 4 months. If I even descide to stay with him. Sometimes I stay with my grandfather.

My father moved on with his life. He now has a son and a daughter. Both werewolfs and a beautiful werewolf wife. They sit at the dinning room table as a pitch fucking perfect family you only see in movies. Ya. Its werid and stupid and it drives me crazy. My father wont allow me to stay in Butterfield all year but yet his perfect little family dont have a problem.

Both my parents have abandoned me. My grandfather is pretty opened. He lets me stay in my moms old room. Im allowed to come and go as I please. My grandfather is the closest thing I have to a family. But all he says about my mother was that she was very caring. That he did all he could. But he needed another sign or some shit like that.

I dont worry about that to much. Werid comes to werid and im not allowed to go by June here. Werid enough I have to go by Maye in Butterfield. I dont really know why something to do with being a wolf. I have no idea. I stopped worry about that stuff long ago. My flight starts to land. Ive been on a packed plane for 8 hours and im glad to get off.

"Welcome to Springfield Missouri. Please fasin your seat belts as we began to land." Says a tired male voice over the entercom. I fasin my seat belt and and we land 5 mins later. I then grab my things and head to get my bag. I do that and relize that the entire 8 hours I forgot to change. So I run to the bathroom do my makeup and change. I then put my Lucid jacket on.

My grandfather gave me a phone number to call to pick me up. I then go outside and wait till I see someone with a notebook with Maye wroten on it. Its a younger looking male. "You must be Maye." He said walking over to me grabbing my bag. "That obvious?" I ask. "Your wearing a Lucid jacket." He said. "Ow."

I then get in the passenger seat of his pretty desent black Aston Martin car. It smells of mint and tobacco. Its a nice sent. Not to strong not to weak. I throw my bag in the back seat as the young male gets into the car.

"The names James Nole." James said. With a ciggarret to the side of his lips as he fumbles around looo "I know. Ive seen you around town. Also you use to come hangout at my grandfathers with your parents. Your a Lucid." I said. "Didnt think you remembered. Ya. Well now I do favors for Mr.Donase." James said. "Hows my father and his pitch perfect family?" I asked knowing I didnt want to hear.

"There okay...." He said. "What is it?" I asked. "Dont kill me. Just saying this so you have a warning. Geina is exspecting." "Wait what?!" I asked. "I figured youd want some warning." James said with calm but yet understanding tone. "Thanks." I said. "Hows my grandfather?" I add. "Doing fine. But hes looking into retireing." "Whos his next in line?" I asked. "He has no idea. He hasnt choosen."

"Ok." We then drive into the town of Butterfield, Missouri in silence. I've missed this small little place, kind of. I think of my mother when we drive into town. I know I had a mom. I imagine what she looks like. I was never allowed to see photos of her or anything. James pulls up to my grandfathers house.

"Thanks James." I said. "Any time Maye. Holor if you ever need anything." He says adding his name to my phone contacts. I nodd and get out of the car. I walk up the steps to my grandpas house. I havent seen him in months. I just talked to him yesterday but i'm really excited to see him again.

I knock on the door. No awncer. I knock again. No awncer. I knock then again. No awncer. I then try to open the door. Its locked. I swear this man is deaf.I knock even louder. "Gramps its Maye!" I holor. No awncer. I walk around the back of the house and the doors locked. I look threw the windows. I look threw the living room window and I see my grandfathers feet.

I try to open the window and it doesnt budge. I then brake it with my hand. I brake it enough with my bloody hand and get inside to my grandfather. Hes cold. I check his pulse and there isnt one. Hes been here for at least an hour. "Grandpa!" I yell. I run over to the book shelf and pull out and old brown book with a heart on it.

Its a spell book. I know im only a wolf but what if I could do something. I was able to light a candle last week. It was by acident. I was just messing around. I look threw the book fast and see the restoration of life spell. I dont look at the concesqueses or anything I just do it. "Lad akjd kdiiwn jsfn ndide djujg ieujwsmd jfu ejjdf iwo dkkw js djhdf kasj akdjfldsakj akdjwe irhnf rhfjf rufdkj vkcjdlf nbjdl!" I yell.

It doesnt work. It doesnt work. It doesnt work. I look at the book. It says that the person must die of a supernatural. He didnt. So it was just his time to go. I cry. I then put the book in my bag and I call the ambulance. Telling them hes already gone. I then run. I run for blocks. Before I even know where im going im at my fathers back door. Inside I see his family family.