NightBird
I always wanted to be free. Free to do whatever I wanted. I want to be free like the birds. To finally be free of this heartache, pain and sorrow. Now, I have that chance. I can fly now... Fly like a bird in the sky…
Author's Note: Hey everyone. This story is… Well, what would happen if a girl with Autism joined up with the Decepticons. Certain parts in this story are real accounts of what I had to go through with growing up. So… yes, I do have Autism. I had a hard life because of this disorder, so the girl in this story will represent me in a way. Just a warning though, some parts of this story will be hard for you all to read. *sighs* Okay… on with the show.
Oh one more thing: Please don't say that I'm putting myself in this story because I am not. I forgot what the Fanfiction term is but I'm not doing that. This is just... somewhat a recount of what happened in my life. If you all don't like it then fuck off. I have enough to deal with and mean comments and shit won't help me.
EDIT: I'm sorry if I was being rude and everything. After everything that's happened to me in the past few months I feel like I should write this story. Remember, only some parts are a recount of what happened to me. Other parts I made up for the story plot. (obiously) So, enjoy and whatever.
Disclaimer: Transformers belongs to Hasbro and other people who think they're better than us. Nightbird is my OC.
The night was beautiful. It covered the area in a comfortable blanket of darkness that was only lit up by the moon and stars. Some people that loved this time of night stayed up late and either stargazed, partied, or even just took the time to relax and look up at the blissful way the night surrounded and comforted them. To others, the night was a time of peace. But for some, it was horror.
A young girl about the age of 18 laid in her bed with the covers over herself. She was quietly sobbing and rubbing her arm where a bite mark was. It wasn't an animal bite, it was a human one. And she herself caused it. She would bite herself whenever she was angry or frustrated, which was rare. But lately someone has been making her take her anger out on herself more so than usual. The young girl recalled what had happened earlier on that made her not only angry, but scared of this person.
~Flashback~
"I TOLD YOU TO TAKE OUT THE FUCKING TRASH! YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!"
An older woman in her 50s threw a plastic bottle against the wall. A girl moved out of the way and flinched when the bottle knocked over a glass vase. It hit the floor and a piece broke off of it. The woman kept yelling at the younger one, her face red with anger.
"SHIT! EMMA CLEAN THIS SHIT UP AND FOR THE LAST TIME TAKE OUT THE TRASH! I HAVE ENOUGH ON MY MIND WITHOUT YOU FUCKING SHIT UP!"
"O-okay mama... A-and I'm sorry, I thought you were gonna take it out..."
"JUST TAKE THE SHIT OUT!"
Emma flinched when her mother stomped to her room and slammed the door. She sighed and got a broom and swept up the broken glass, putting it in the trash and taking it outside. She began walking back but stopped when a Crow landed next to her. She bended down and watched as the Crow dug its beak into the soil and pulled out a huge worm. Emma smiled, she loved all kinds of animals and it fascinated her how smart they are.
"You are such a beautiful Crow..." she whispered.
The bird looked at her and tilted its head, not understanding what the strange human was saying. Emma reached out to pet it but it spread its wings and flew away, heading towards a huge tree a few yards down. She watched it fly off and sighed. One thing she loved about animals was that they were free. Free to do whatever they wanted in life. She envied that. Emma wanted to do whatever she wanted to do without her overprotective mother ordering her around. Emma has a mild form of Autism, but that doesn't hinder her from doing the simplest tasks. Heck because of her disability, she can do things no other person can. Multiple talents at her disposal make her the envy of others and unfortunally a target for bullies. She tries to deal with the teasing and not let it bother her but deep down inside it does. In more ways than one.
Hearing more of the birds flying overhead, she realizes that she's been staring up in the sky for about ten minutes zoning out. Emma quickly rushes inside and closes the door, locking it. She then hears her mother calling for her and quickly runs to her mother's room. Inside she's putting on makeup and getting ready for work.
"Damn! What the hell took you so long?! It doesn't take ten minutes to take out trash!"
Emma twiddles with her fingers and looks at her feet. She speaks in a small tone. "I was... watching a big Crow eat a worm by our patio. The bird was huge and..."
"You've better not have been talking to a boy out there!" she turned in her chair and glared at her. "Because if you were I'll knock the shit out of you!"
Emma quickly shook her head. "N-no! I wasn't doing that at all! I told you I was only watching a Crow!"
"DON'T RAISE YOUR FUCKING VOICE AT ME!"
Emma quickly closed her mouth and tried to say something else but was interrupted. "I told you thousand of times to never raise your damn voice at me! I don't care if you were looking at a bird or a cat when I tell you to do something you fucking do it! And if you ever take time like that again I'll knock your teeth out. Understand?!"
Her mother gave her an evil look and Emma quickly shook her head. She looked down and whispered to her. "U-Understood..."
"Now I gotta run a late shift at work so I'll be back at around one am or something. You better not open this door for no one you hear me?"
"...yes ma'am..."
"Remember Emma, Fornicating with a disgusting boy and giving birth to a baby is a Sin in God's eyes! So you better not be doing any of that shit!"
"I won't..."
Emma left the room and shut the door behind her. But before she went inside she heard her mother talking on the phone. She carefully pressed her ear against the door and listened in to the conversation.
"Hey girl! Yeah I'm on my way. Emma? She's alright. I told her to do one simple thing and she even manages to screw that up. Huh? Yeah earlier she mentioned wanting to live on her own but I can clearly see she isn't capable of doing that. She doesn't do anything right so why should I let her live on her own? She's just too stupid to do anything right. I mean God, her Autism can't be making her this stupid and forgetful! Oh, did you hear about what Sarah did? Haha I know right?"
Hearing enough, Emma goes in her room and shuts the door. She changes into her pajamas and stares out into space. Anger, frustration, fear and depression was on her face. Then she viciously bites on her right arm while holding in a scream. The bite draws a little blood and when she lets go she wraps it up in gauze she keeps under her bed. Then she gets under the covers and shuts her eyes tight, trying not to scream out in pain.
(I hate this! Why does she treat me like this?! Is it because I was born a retard?! Does she hate me?! Why dammit?! WHY?!)
Emma slowly started to cry, upset at how her mother treats her. She didn't know why she had this mental disorder. All Emma wanted was for the insults to stop. She hated her mother but felt she couldn't do anything, even moving out seemed elusive to her. She wished someone would take her away from this world, take her away and erase her pain. ~
Emma slowly fell asleep with tears running down her face. Outside her window, a bright ball of light zipped across the night sky then disappeared.
