run away girl

She ran down the stairs blinded by tears, pain electrocuting her with every step. Her broken knee jabbed her body with a most excruciating shock. she did not care. Leaving the warmth and light, she pushed the doors to the Outside with a bang. He had pushed her this time. She was not coming back. Dusk was imminent. The sky a dusty orange hue. She ran. She ran through trees and thorns and brush twice her height. She ran through puddles and through a stream or two, she couldn't remember how many. The flora and fauna, though so inviting during the day, at night seemed a completely different dimension. A new universe in which the darkness desired to swallow her whole. Her eyes blurred still from her wrath, she had absolutely no idea of where on God's green earth she was going. She had a poor sense of direction anyway. Here, she had none. She ran and did not stop until her knee reminded her of her brokenness and fell. "Damned knee! Damn it to the deepest, aphotic branch of Hell's depths!" there in the middle of all the trees whispering to the stars the plight of this young tawny haired one, she broke down. tears fell many from her sea green eyes. A chill crept through the air like a gnarled hand trying to snuff out the light of day. She had no sweater on. Only a white dress. The white dress her mother wore. She'd forgotten even shoes running out of the comfort and protection of her childhood home. I am a child no longer. I don't belong there. She thought.
"Where are you going now, genius?" the rationalization probed her mind with a fiery fury. She could not escape to Adelaide, her best friend's domicile.




Adelaide was missing.



She was told this yesterday. They don't know where and why and how.

"Deirdre, you are truly my best friend. I am completely convinced that no one else cares anymore." Adelaide had told her just hours before she'd found her friend was lost. Missing She had thought the same to Adelaide. All her other apocryphal friends, fair weather companions, had gone. Blown away like autumn's leaves in a bitter winter's wind. Scared away at the slightest sign of turmoil. Adelaide was gone. Deirdre had the most ridiculous notion to go find her. to seek out her friend's comforting embrace and warming kisses. Her soulmate friend.

"Addie, where are you!?" she cried in desperation.
The stab in her knee went directly to her heart and tears continued to freeflow
from her already red, swollen eyes. Her mind went back to the scene at her home. Minutes, hours, days even, it seemed had passed sense the outburst with her father

"You whiny, attention craving, pretenious, wicked child!" cried her father. "I am ASHAMED to call you my child. ASHAMED. You never do as I ask and never do anything right. You great baby, you cry all too much, dry your tears immediately!" "I am NOT a child and I am THROUGH with your constant badgering and degrading me!"

that's when she ran away.



Her father, though she loved him so could do nothing but make her feel so small. So insignificant. She was sick. Sick of him. Sick of people misunderstanding. Sick of having to bear it all. On the forest floor, amongst the moss and earth, she lied down. she scrunched herself up into the fetal position and cried herself to sleep, alone in the dark.