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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

She was alone. Nobody cares for her. She was disowned by everybody. She never knew what it was like to be happy. She only has comfort from what most people hide from...

"Mommy? Daddy?" A little girl called out, only to find her parents on the floor, still. She ran over to them, only tripping over her feet once. The girl fell on her knees and stared at her two loved ones.

"No.." She choked out. Her parents stayed still, blood staining the floor beneath them. Tears were stinging at her eyes.

"You..you guys are just sleeping, right?" She spoke out loud. The tears that had filled up her eyes were now streaming down her face. They slipped off of her face and shattered upon her parents' bodies. The little girl wiped at her moist nose and sniffed.

"Yeah...sleeping." She whispered. She tried to smile, but nothing could bring her the smallest amount of joy.

"I..I'll sleep with you, too." The girl told her parents. She laid down next to her parents and curled up into a ball. As much as she tried, she couldn't stop her tears from falling. The sound of thunder crashed through her ears and she winced. 'You guys are gone because of me...right? Why am I even like this...' She thought to herself. Her tears were like the rain, they still wouldn't stop.

"Mommy...daddy...I love you." The girl whispered before drfiting off into her slumber.


I gasped, quickly opening my eyes and sitting up as fast as I could. That dream...I had it again. Rubbing at my eyes, I shook my head. I got my body of the cold, hard ground. From instinct, I got into an all fours position and stretched. Leaping up onto my feet, I stretched once more. My stomach growled ferociously. 

"I'm always hungry, aren't I?" I asked myself and sighed. Turning around, I picked up my large cloak from the floor. Luckily for me, it wasn't black so people would think I was suspicious. Instead, it was a nice light blue color. I rubbed at my left eye again. It looked early outside. If I go out now, I'll be able to get to the bread shop before it opens. Ah, the bread shop. My mouth started to water at just the thought of it. That place was my favorite. I shook my head for the second time that day. I slipped on the blue cloak and put the hood over my head, careful not to hit my fury ears. Striding out of the cave that I was residing in, I headed towards the town. My striding broke into a run, and after a small amount of time, I slowed right back to a walk. The guards at the front gate didn't even have to stop me. For a while they had, but now, I guess they just know me. I walked past the gate, my face void of emotion. Once officially inside the town, I looked around. Perfect. There was barely anybody out. I wonder what time it is...oh well, it must be early. I wanded around, trying to look like a regular person. My eyes turned towards the bread shop. My mouth started to water once again. It was closed for now. Although the bread would be cold, still, bread is good if it's cold or warm. Making sure nobody was looking, I snuck behind the cart. Of course, I've been caught before, but for some reason they let me go. Well, I shouldn't say for some reason. I'm pretty sure the townspeople are scared of me. I don't blame them though. If you looked like me, people would probably want to avoid you at all costs. I shook my head once again. 

"Man, I should really stop thinking." I whispered to myself. Looking around once more, I snatched a loaf of french bread. I could feel my taste buds jump with joy. French bread was my favorite. I stuck the loaf into a pocket I had created in the cloak. I walked back out of the cart like nothing out of sort had happened. I looked at the alleyway in front of me. Mission accomplished. My eyes downcast, I strided across the alleway and emerged out from the other side. This side looked a little bit busier. A couple people were going to their shops to open them. I leaned against a nearby wall. Taking one last look at the street, I started to walk again. It didn't take long before I was near the front gate again. I strolled casually out of the gate, my large cloak covering the stolen bread. 'Not that they would care anyway.' I noted. My eyes averted back to the ground. I walked back in the direction of my house. Halfway there, I tripped over a rock. I couldn't move. I...I wasn't willing to move. Why aren't my legs moving? An image crashed through my brain. It was me. As a child. I had tripped over my feet when...

"Stop." I told myself. I shook my head. I just can't let myself plunge into darkness.

"Darkness is a bad place. Father always told me so." I whispered to myself. Finally, I tore my eyes from the ground and looked ahead of me. My body allowed me to move once again, and I started walking towards my "home". My walk turned into a jog, and when I neared my home, back to a walk again. I shivered as the coolness of the cave played with my skin. I rubbed at my skinny arms and sat down cross-legged on the floor. The bread hit the floor with a dull thump, and I pulled it out of the pocket. I tore off a piece and chewed at it. While eating a second piece, I realized something. I did this every day. Wake up, steal, eat, walk, sleep. Nothing was...new these days. It was like a cycle that kept repeating. Putting the bread down on the ground next to me, I couldn't do anything but stare at the wall and think. I stood up abruptly and walked right out of the cave. I looked up at the sky.

"Hm, that's odd. I guess I didn't notice the grey clouds." I noted quietly. My feet automatically went to my special place. I wouldn't say special, I go to it a lot. It just feels special to me. I could hear the sound of water rushing fill my ears and my pace quickened. Finally, I found the river. Barely even thinking, I kicked off my shoes and dipped my feet into the water. Although the current pushed on my legs a bit, I still kept them in. The feeling of the water just felt so nice. I looked up at the darkening sky.

"Mother, father, how are you guys doing? I hope you are happy, wherever you are..." I whispered, my eyes still looked up at the sky. A raindrop fell from the sky and splattered on my nose. I blinked as more came falling down.

"Ah...rain. Thank you." I whispered. I waited as the rain kept pouring. I didn't know it was going to rain this much. I stood up out of the water. Despite everything, the corners of my mouth turned up in an unfamiliar way. An odd feeling was flowing through my body. This was...happiness. I was smiling. This was what it was like to be happy. To be...joyful.

Mother, father, you still love me, don't you? I'm glad. I love you too.

Submitted: August 02, 2013

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