I wake up to the smell of warm syrup and pine needles. I sit up in bed and and stretch my arms above my head.
It takes a moment, but I am able to figure out where I am. And everything that happened hits me like a ton of bricks. The memories come rushing back.
"I am in the woods!" I say quietly.
Then louder, "I am in the woods, in a log cabin, in the middle of God knows where!"
I start to laugh like a maniac. Do not ask me why. It just happened
I hear footsteps become louder as they reach my room. Then a startled, and slightly confused, dad rushes in this bedroom that I am calling my own.
"What are you on?" He asks.
"Huh?" I ask with a lazy grin on my face.
"What drug are you on, Josephine Freeman?" My father demands who's just sends me into another round of hysterics.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." I say in a high pitched voice. "I am not taking any drugs."
And then, a loud shatter pierced the air. My laughing stopped immediately when I saw the ruined flower vase on the floor. The dried up, dead flowers surrounded by dirty water and broken pieces of sharp glass like clay.
"I... I am sorry you saw that." I say quietly and slightly embarrassed.
"What was that exactly?" My father asks.
I pause, trying to figure out what to tell him. "That was hysteria caused by the fact that I will have no one to talk to. That was me trying to realize what the hell is going on. And I do not have an answer. That was what hit me when I realized I am going to die alone out here in the middle of nowhere. That was a pathetic reaction to my brain going in hyperactive drive. And I am sorry that I cannot figure out what the hall that was exactly because all of this is your fault."
"So you are blaming all of this on me?" Dad whispers and rubs his face with his hands.
"Well until I have any other reason or explanation for why you dragged us out of town and to this abandoned cabin, yes."
"Oh my. Oh my." Dad whispers again and again.
"Dad!" I cut him off. I just have to get out of here. I can't be alone out here like this.
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