When I walked in, my uncle greeted me with a warm smile. I told him, "Did something happen today? Why are you so happy." My uncle told me, "I know someone that has a kid and I'm wondering if you can be friends with him? He will be at the party this week. So that means we are going shopping tomorrow. I hope I'm not interrupting anything you have going on that day?" I told him, " I have nothing to do tomorrow plus it would be fun to go out once in a while. But I never went shopping with anyone before so I don't know what to pick out or what stores I should go to. Plus I don't know if the boy will like me though.
I can barely keep any friends around let alone boys. I used to have a friend but with everything that happened with my aunt. I don't think I can face them. I feel so embarrassed about everything. I tend to block all the people that were good to me and push them as far away as possible. I don't want people knowing my past so I keep it a secret from everyone. I don't want people to feel pity or sadness because of what happened. I want to be free and not be reminded about my past. I know I'm still young but I know more than a regular 10 year old. I'm not normal even if I want to be. If you really want me to be friends with him I will try my best to but there is no guarantee that we'll stay friends. I'm only doing this for you because you're trying your best to give me everything and I don't want to disappoint my parents. They would have done the same thing to try to make me happy if they were here. I miss my parents so much that it has been a while since I thought about them. Little by little as I age my memories of their faces started to fade. I sometimes forget how they look. But I tend to hang onto the happy memories that I have of them. I hope you both are happy in heaven together.
I told my uncle everything, even my thoughts. He got up and gave me a long hug. I started to cry in his embrace. It felt so warm. Something that I didn't get growing up with my aunt that abused me. We were like this for a while. It felt nice. Until his helper came to get him. He just looked at me and said, "If you need anything I will be in my study room doing work but you're welcome to come anytime." I just said, "Thank you so much for the hug I need. I will probably head to bed because I feel tired. I'll see you in the morning uncle." I went straight to my room, when I left my maid followed me into my room. She helped me take a bath and get changed. She was brushing my hair and singing a lullaby. It calmed me down when it was time for bed.
But today it was a different night because I had to pretend to sleep so she could leave fast. Once she thought I was asleep and she finally left. It took a while but she left. I heard the door close, that's when I got up and grabbed my stuff to head outside. It was hard sneaking out because the bodyguard was in the way. So I had to think of another way to leave. But something I've always known was that nobody guards the maids.
So I went to the kitchen to exit through the door. The air was a bit chilly but I can withstand it probably because I went through worse weather than this. It was dark and creepy going through the woods. I couldn't tell where I was going because of how dark the woods looked. I kept wondering for a while trying to find the cabin that the boys were staying in. I get the feeling that I got myself lost. In the distance, I felt like something was watching me. I heard rustling getting closer. I think I might die today. Did my aunt finally find out that I'm not home anymore? How did she find me this fast, Why now? They never cared about me before. It's only been a couple of days since I left. There were so many thoughts going through my mind.
I was about to yell but something or someone covered my mouth with their hands. I was freaking out that I bit this person's hand. The guy said, "shhh it's me." When he noticed that I started to calm down he let go of me. I told him I'm sorry for coming late. I just got lost in the deep woods. This is the second time I've ventured into the woods. He said, "it's alright, it's not your fault. You shouldn't be sorry." I'm the one who should be saying sorry for scaring you. I've been hearing things outside the cabin so I just went to check it out. When I stepped outside I followed the footsteps and I came across you. So again I didn't mean to scare you. But follow me into the cabin. It's pretty messy and there alot of broken glass laying all over the floor. Be careful when stepping.
While I was walking my wounds kept on gushing out blood. It felt so painful. But I didn't say anything to her. I've wasted so much blood that I feel like I might pass out at any minute. All I remember was talking to the girl I just met then blacking out. While I was walking behind the boy, he suddenly clasped. I had to search all over the house to find a room with no broken glass or hole in the room. Once I found a room, I went back to get the boy passed out on the floor. Now that I think about it I never asked for his name. I was probably being rude in front of him. But it's whatever I don't really care what kind of emotions I show in front of him. He is someone that passes by someone I will never meet again. While I had all these thoughts running through my head I was also dragging this heavy ass boy on my back around this house. I finally reached the room, when I did I dropped him on the floor. I mean I felt bad that I dropped him but he didn't wake up. So I don't think he's going to remember anything or feel the pain.