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March 1st, 2013, 04:08 AM
I can't sleep so I wrote this, opinions?
I woke up to the slight pitter pat of a cold March rain. Today was the day, the last day of this old life and the first of my new one. My foster parents were both at work as I packed my stuff, they didn't appreciate me. They didn't appreciate my life, it was just last night that i heard dad's loud voice belting "you do nothing, Nothing!!, all you do is talk to that neighbor girl and play your stupid guitar." He chanted, almost as if he was trying to exorcize demons out of my corrupt 15 year old brain. But now I can make my escape, I had one quick chore first.
I rubbing the ice drips out of my hair as Mrs. Henderson invited me into her warm and spacious living room. "Maye is in her room, reading and I doubt she'd be mad if you interrupted her". I needed no further encouragement, I threw off my chick Taylor's (Henderson house rules, no shoes on the carpet) as I climbed the stairs to her room. I took a breath and ran a hand through my hair to make sure I looked ok before knocking on her door in our secret knock. *knockknockknock.....knock....knockknockknock*(that had been our secret knock since the 1st grade) immediately she replied, "come on in Mitchell" in that lovely illionis accent of hers. I was immediately greeted with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Truth is I had never summed up the courage to tell her how I felt about her. I cleared my throat and said "Maye I need to talk to you about something, something real serious" she nodded as I continued my talking, "I'm running awa....." I instantly felt her hand slapping my face. "How can you even talk like that Mitchell!" She said harshly. "You have been my best friend for 13 years and you're just going to run off! No, I won't let you."
"But maye!" I interrupted almost begging. "I've never told you about Vic have I..." She shook her head no as her blue grey eyes looking at me with curiosity. "Other than you, Vic was my only friend. He never really interacted with anyone but me" I continued as her face grew weary. "Then one day a year ago Vic,the most sane person I know, snapped. There were these kids bullying me and he just went off on them" I said meagerly "I only remember him really flustered and then I blacked out.... I woke up hours later with a bloody nose and a black eye." I then teared up "I haven't seen Vic since" and then she hugged me, immediately she whispered "it's gonna be okay" . I had one more important thing to tell her. "Maye you've always lived right across the street from me and I've loved you ever since kindergarten but I must go, I'll come back for you when I'm famous" she was in tears, "I love you too Mitchell....please be safe and take this" she handed me her silver pendant, a good luck charm her dad gave her literally hours before being killed on duty as a Chicago police officer.
I then departed, with a knife and a sleeping bag. I walked along the sidewalks humming "sounds of silence" by Simon and garfunkal. I found an abandon gazebo and set up my camp. I woke up in a cold sweat and sitting on the railing was a man. He appeared to be about 50 and he had a baseball bat. "Gimme that silver necklace of ill kill ya!" He barked. He started to move closer and out of no where Vic came. He grabbed the knife from under my sleeping bag and I blacked up . I woke up in the sleeping bag, still and silent for about 15 minutes and then I summed up the courage to ask "did you kill him Vic?" He replied quietly "yeah, I needed to protect you". I was shocked, my best friend just killed a man. I yelled at him and stormed away "I hate you Vic!!! You are dead to me!" I screamed. He just calmly walked towards me pleaded for me to forgive him, I ran. I just kept running and running. I looked to my right side and saw a car speeding right towards me.
I woke up to the sound of a quiet loving Illinois accent "are you okay sleepy head?" Maye joked with me. I was in a hospital, my parents and the hendersons came to see me. After I told them of my travels a man in a lab coat said he needed to talk to me. I went with him to his office and he told me to sit down. "I'm glad to see you're okay Mitchell but there's a serious matter we must talk about." He said tentatively . "When we found you on the street, your hands were drenched in blood, and 40 yards away from you a man was found dead with a knife belonging to you in him" "oh that....that wasn't me, an ex friend named Vic took my knife and did that to protect me" I explained. "Mitchell this isn't going to be easy to say... When you were born you lived in an abusive household, and you created an alter ego to deal with this stress. When you came to live with your foster family "Vic" disappeared but now that part of you is coming back" I ran out of the room babbling and crying. This explains it, whenever he does something drastic I black out. Eventually the hospital staff got me under control and put me under sedatives. I woke up in that same hospital bed to the sound of a familiar voice " they're trying to convince you I'm not real, you know I am! It's them trying to control you!" And then I blacked out
I woke up to the slight pitter pat of a cold March rain. Today was the day, the last day of this old life and the first of my new one. My foster parents were both at work as I packed my stuff, they didn't appreciate me. They didn't appreciate my life, it was just last night that i heard dad's loud voice belting "you do nothing, Nothing!!, all you do is talk to that neighbor girl and play your stupid guitar." He chanted, almost as if he was trying to exorcize demons out of my corrupt 15 year old brain. But now I can make my escape, I had one quick chore first.
I rubbing the ice drips out of my hair as Mrs. Henderson invited me into her warm and spacious living room. "Maye is in her room, reading and I doubt she'd be mad if you interrupted her". I needed no further encouragement, I threw off my chick Taylor's (Henderson house rules, no shoes on the carpet) as I climbed the stairs to her room. I took a breath and ran a hand through my hair to make sure I looked ok before knocking on her door in our secret knock. *knockknockknock.....knock....knockknockknock*(that had been our secret knock since the 1st grade) immediately she replied, "come on in Mitchell" in that lovely illionis accent of hers. I was immediately greeted with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Truth is I had never summed up the courage to tell her how I felt about her. I cleared my throat and said "Maye I need to talk to you about something, something real serious" she nodded as I continued my talking, "I'm running awa....." I instantly felt her hand slapping my face. "How can you even talk like that Mitchell!" She said harshly. "You have been my best friend for 13 years and you're just going to run off! No, I won't let you."
"But maye!" I interrupted almost begging. "I've never told you about Vic have I..." She shook her head no as her blue grey eyes looking at me with curiosity. "Other than you, Vic was my only friend. He never really interacted with anyone but me" I continued as her face grew weary. "Then one day a year ago Vic,the most sane person I know, snapped. There were these kids bullying me and he just went off on them" I said meagerly "I only remember him really flustered and then I blacked out.... I woke up hours later with a bloody nose and a black eye." I then teared up "I haven't seen Vic since" and then she hugged me, immediately she whispered "it's gonna be okay" . I had one more important thing to tell her. "Maye you've always lived right across the street from me and I've loved you ever since kindergarten but I must go, I'll come back for you when I'm famous" she was in tears, "I love you too Mitchell....please be safe and take this" she handed me her silver pendant, a good luck charm her dad gave her literally hours before being killed on duty as a Chicago police officer.
I then departed, with a knife and a sleeping bag. I walked along the sidewalks humming "sounds of silence" by Simon and garfunkal. I found an abandon gazebo and set up my camp. I woke up in a cold sweat and sitting on the railing was a man. He appeared to be about 50 and he had a baseball bat. "Gimme that silver necklace of ill kill ya!" He barked. He started to move closer and out of no where Vic came. He grabbed the knife from under my sleeping bag and I blacked up . I woke up in the sleeping bag, still and silent for about 15 minutes and then I summed up the courage to ask "did you kill him Vic?" He replied quietly "yeah, I needed to protect you". I was shocked, my best friend just killed a man. I yelled at him and stormed away "I hate you Vic!!! You are dead to me!" I screamed. He just calmly walked towards me pleaded for me to forgive him, I ran. I just kept running and running. I looked to my right side and saw a car speeding right towards me.
I woke up to the sound of a quiet loving Illinois accent "are you okay sleepy head?" Maye joked with me. I was in a hospital, my parents and the hendersons came to see me. After I told them of my travels a man in a lab coat said he needed to talk to me. I went with him to his office and he told me to sit down. "I'm glad to see you're okay Mitchell but there's a serious matter we must talk about." He said tentatively . "When we found you on the street, your hands were drenched in blood, and 40 yards away from you a man was found dead with a knife belonging to you in him" "oh that....that wasn't me, an ex friend named Vic took my knife and did that to protect me" I explained. "Mitchell this isn't going to be easy to say... When you were born you lived in an abusive household, and you created an alter ego to deal with this stress. When you came to live with your foster family "Vic" disappeared but now that part of you is coming back" I ran out of the room babbling and crying. This explains it, whenever he does something drastic I black out. Eventually the hospital staff got me under control and put me under sedatives. I woke up in that same hospital bed to the sound of a familiar voice " they're trying to convince you I'm not real, you know I am! It's them trying to control you!" And then I blacked out