Chapter 4 Survival

A Chapter by Jessica L. W.

It’s been a couple days since Mom blew up my room. I still had secret help. Why won’t that person show themselves? I get lonely too.

I find some Bologna and eat it. That person knows where I’ll find stuff, is that person psychic?

“Please, show yourself? I’ll do anything. Please!” I say at sundown, like I do everyday, and, like everyday, no reply.

I grabbed the blanket, and laid down on the pillow, and went to bed.

I was in the castle, I saw my mother’s room, Mom and Dad were there, Dad, He looked just like me, excepted his hair was shorter. They were fighting. They were fighting about my name. Dad wanted my name to be Maxine. Mom wanted my name to be Marilynn. Look who won.

While they kept fighting, I sneaked into my room. I walked up to my crib. I slept peacefully, like a log. I had a little bit of my black hair; I was wearing black baby pajamas with red dragons on it.

Wait. Mother kept all the baby clothes I’ve ever wore. Nothing black was in it, she believed that babies shouldn’t wear black. What’s with the dragons? They look evil. What baby wears evil dragons on their pajamas?

“Maxine means greatest! She is the greatest thing that ever happened to me! She deserves that name!” I heard my father yell at my mother.

This woman around twenty walked in, she had long red hair, normal brown eyes, tan skin, and wearing a peasant dress.

“It’s time for you too go. You’ve seen enough.” She said.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“My name is Autumn,” That name suits her, “I’m here to help.”

She held her hand out, and I took it and the world spins.

I woke up in the middle off the night.

I sat up, and the world spins some more, so I lay back down.

I see the silhouette of a person with long hair. She puts a freezing cold hand on my forehead, takes it off, and walks away.

I’m alone in the darkness. I get up on my elbow, coughed, and threw-up the bologna I ate earlier, as well as other things I ate.

The silhouette from earlier appeared, with a bottle and a spoon.

“Who… who are you?” I said, feeling like trash, my voice sounding terrible.

“I’m here to help.” She said in a voice I heard before.

“Autumn?” I asked. The world spins some more.

Autumn makes me take a spoon full of whatever is in the bottle. The world spins once more before I pass out.

I came to, feeling better. I was in the exact same spot I fainted at.

“Autumn? Are you there?” I asked, looking around.

The woods were bright and cheerful, birds were everywhere. Robins, Cardinals, I even saw a Veery. It was so beautiful. I almost convinced my mother to tear down the forest once, now I feel guilty.

Autumn walked through the trees to where I sat. She was pretty, at least prettier than Mother.

“How you feel? You were pretty sick last night.” She asked touching the back of her hand to my forehead.

“I’m fine. Thanks, Autumn.” I reply, not looking up at her.

Her hand lifted my chin up. She stared at me with those brown eyes, she was in a trance. She was psychic!

“Your life is confusing. How do you understand it?” She asked, breaking from her trance.

“My life is harder than you know. Why did you help me? I thought everyone in the kingdom hated me.” I asked, “Thanks to mom.”

She grinned at me. “I never did hate you. I’m only four years older than you. I will never hate someone who has never did anything wrong.”

Someone doesn’t hate me, I have a friend!

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