Chapter 1: Skies are meant to be blue
Run, run away just get away from here, those are the words my own sister dared to say to me, what else was I supposed to do? I have no idea but I wasn't about to protest, stepping up to Hannah is just someone wishing to be murdered for no cause. Nobody cares, except my dad however watching mum upon her death bed did wonders to him, even if swimming in green might as well throw in a bunch of dead roses to make the picture more real. Hannah informed me she was leaving for Hawaii to go to our father's resort since apparently I am to blame for the death of mother. I don't know the rain the metal pole feels wonderous on my cheek.
My eyes are sore from wind that brush on them, my cheeks red from wind burn and the exhilarating breath that I am breathing. People giving stares at a girl who runs like a chicken with her head cut off, I can't look, I have to keep running, run until the picture of that pale, white, ailing woman is nothing but a blur like a 5 year old fingerpainting, I want it gone.
Funny, even when running you picture where your going, in my mind it's black, my light has gone out and it will never show it again. I wish this was a dream but as every dream you must return to reality some day, sleeping this away won't help. I need assistance.
I stop at Dale's Cafe and look upon the bulltein bord posted on the coffee colored walls, my hair is drenced, my clothes were randomly thrown on, Hannah never gave me time. I looked around at my situation, I was a total outcast. Ladies were dressed up like girls you'd find on Cornation street and staring at me with disapproving looks, men were also dressed to the nigh with various styles, I rolled my eyes silently and returned. Blast, none of them were for room and board and the pink colored sheet that had an apartment for sale was marked with a red marker, sold. Damn there goes my day, before I left I walked to the counter and ordered a french vanilla with a maple glazed donut, it is amazing how much energy I wasted today.
I left with the ring of a bell awaring the civilans of my exit. I walked down one of the streets of New York, God knows which one I was one they all look the same, buildings ready to maul you with their many signs and advertisments. I looked around and decided I was far enough away from home, taking my sweet time I browsed the many shops and looked for empty storage rooms I could take refugee in, however each one had it's flaws that would prove unsuccessful in human living space. I shrugged as I found myself in a subway station, I sat down on a bench and watched as the trains sped by blowing my hair away in every puff, I needed a place to call home.
Just then a purple balloon drifted into my sight, I peered up as the object seemed to stay in sync with my face, the words Central Park zoo were printed on the side in white, cracked, stretched letters. A small hand grabbed the balloon and looked at me, a small heart shaped face girl with snow white hair and emerald green eyes gazed at me, when she saw the balloon she blew a raspberry at me and trotted away to what I expected to be her mother. I scowled at her and sat with my arms crossed.
I must admit it hit me good, the zoo of coarse! I could live secretly in an exhibit one without an animal of coarse. I stood up and placed my hands in my pockets and played with the change, I knew I should have enough I walked to the counter, slapped a 5 dollar bill and asked for my ticket.
I smiled to myself as I sat down in one of the overly bright seats and watched as the lights sped by from the outside, the tinted black windows made it perfect for me to see everyones faces as they looked at me, I also notice that when you don't want attention you some how always manage it. I pressed my hand on my cheek and watched as we passed 5 subway stations. When we arrived at my subway station I walked towards the bathroom.
I walked to the mirror and stared at my hair, a little windblown but it was fine. I tussled it a bit with my hands and walked out. As I walked towards the stairs I glanced up at the posting of all the things to do around the area, if this was my proposed neighborhood I might as well check it out. The only major thing was the zoo and the park, I walked out and found that this piece of the city was smaller then the others, or maybe it was because of the huge piece of green field that was awkwardly lodged in between the concrete buildings.
I looked at my backpack that was dangling from my shoulders, I honestly wished that Hannah gave me time to pack, or shower for that matter. Then again she would probably succept that I'd hop into our helicopter and fly to Tokyo or Sydney to one of our dad's million hotels. Me and my sister Hannah our dad is a billionare and he owns many beach and golf resorts around the world, being his daughter allows me to go to any of our hotels for free. I've only been to one resort in Mexico, my sister Hannah on the other hand visits one as much as she gets a period, but that's another story.
I walked through the brick opening with the other visitors, I payed more attention to the empty exhibits which were rare to find, many of them were crammed full, as I passed the monkey cages I received a headache, my hands flew to my head and covered my ears, my teeth grinding together painfully. I knew I shouldn't have came here, why did I forget this?
" I say Phil how about a game of checkers to pass the time?" I looked up to see the brown furred monkey talking to the other one, the other monkey seemed to have more light color to his fur he used his hands in what I could decipher as sign language. They looked at me once, teasing if you well then returned to their conversation.
" Of coarse not Phil she's way too cute to fling poo at her" I looked accusing at them and walked along with the others.
As we walked I stopped to see an otter swimming around in the pond. I quickly jumped inside of the hidden place laced with shrubs, this could be a nice place to hide, plently of shade and fish from the zookeeper could keep me filled, though I would scout the area first and find more nutrients and nessicties beside fish and leaves, the leaves would provide a nice comfortable bedding of coarse I'd have to move the broken limbs from trees. I started to shove a couple of stuff when I heard a slow, moving object coming towards me.
" What are you doing?" I turned around to find I was staring into the golden eyes of the otter. She didn't look mad then again I couldn't read animal expressions. I smiled as I set down the leaves.
" I'm sorry I'm just trying to find a home, I got kicked out of my old home" I replied. The otter looked up in astonishment.
" Wait? You can hear me?" it sounded like she blurted it out. I had to hide a bit of a smile.
" Yes I can like your a human and were in dialogue" I responded.
" But how?" the otter looked at her hands and back at me in udder shock, I sighed I have to retell my story.
" It's a long story" I started.
I hope you like! It's a little different then my usual but I'd really like your feedback!
1995penguin