Hey you, yes you! I am about to tell you a story. A story of my greatest adventure of all time, you may have experienced this adventure before. Perhaps in a dream. If so. You're lucky. Cause let me tell you this story I am about to release to the worlds know abouts, is an extreme privilege. And only the amazing, already know about this adventure.
It all started when I was younger, in fact I believe I was four. But I could have been younger or older.. Anyways, I was laying in my bed fast asleep when I awoke from this very unpleasant sound. It sounded like many things. It sounded like a woman screaming, or a bird dying, or perhaps even a high-pitched scream of a child. Who knows. But one thing I knew for sure, that my gut was secretly telling me, that I was about to be in danger. I figured if I wanted to stay alive and well, I would leave that instant, without anybody knowing, except for myself.
I slowly and silently crept out of my bed and over to my most prized possession. My favorite doll, Shirley. Of course your probably thinking that that was a funny thing for me to think was most important, but I was four, and I had no sense of real importance. So I clutched onto my dolly and tiptoed out of my bedroom and into the living room. I saw my baby brother laying on the couch, and I felt sorry for leaving him there and not taking him with me, but then I felt it was perfectly fine. If I took him with me it would be hard for me to escape.
I walked over to my precious brother and whispered in his ear, " I wuv you, don't wake when I leave." and with that I kissed him on the cheek and slipped out of my families life forever. I was outside of my house, in the unsafe world. It was dark out, and cold. All I had was my dolly and I was planning to escape. But to where. I wasn't very educated for I was just a little girl, so I hadn't been to many places. But I told my self to head to the right. Why? Because right was always the right choice to choose. For right is called right.
I was walking down the sidewalk, walking myself to the unknown, but a safer place. I heard the scream or dying bird again. It was a terrible noise, and I felt it was all the more reason for me to run. So I picked up my pace and started running. I finally came to the end of the sidewalk to where I would have to cross the road. I had never crossed the road before, without holding Mommy's hand. It was all so new to me. So I made sure to look both ways before crossing the street., like how Mom taught me. But I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking both ways for. A horse and carriage perhaps, or maybe even people riding bicycles.
I crossed the street, and was on a new sidewalk, and I was still running from whatever killed that bird, or made that girl scream. I started singing while I was running, to make me happier. I didn't know what I was singing but it had to do with butterflies and flowers. I finally came across a park, it looked so fun. And there was a slide, my favorite. I wasn't thinking of running away from scary things, all my mind was thinking of now was playing on the toys. So I ran towards the playground and started climbing up the ladder to go down the slide. I slid down the slide and when I reached the bottom there was a young lady looking at me. She looked like she had babies of her own.
I didn't know what to do. I started thinking about running away from the scary things, for maybe she was a scary thing. But she could also help me get away from the scary things, if she was a nice person like my momma. So I asked her if she was a Mommy to see if she was nice, because you see all Mommy's are nice and wonderful people. She replied with this, " No, I am not a Mommy, but I wish to be." she smiled. If she wished to be, then she is probably a nice person. Then she asked me, " Where is your mommy?" she seemed a bit worried.
"I don't know" I said quietly. I didn't want to tell her where she was, because then she could take me back to my mommy, and then I wouldn't be able to escape the scary things. Now that I think of where my mommy is, all I know is she is at home, but I don't know where home is.
" I see." she said with one single tear running down her eye.
I yawned then I told her I was sleepy. She walked towards me, picked me up and cradled me like I was the best thing in the world. I held her neck with one hand, and held my dolly in the other. She carried me and Shirley towards the city bus stop. And we waited there at the bus stop for what I thought was an hour, but I was a little kid who had no sense of time. And at that moment, I fell asleep in her arms.