Micah's Story Chapter Five: The Road to New York


Disclaimer~ Ugh I hate this site! Meagan knows what im talking about! well, this chapter was written on the 26th, but I wasn't able to post it right away cuz the site was screwed up! Anyway, none of its mine blah blah blah and ummm I still love Micah, and im gonna go steal him! Oh~side note, I wrote to Ryan bollman, and I sent it today, which is the 26th, and ill let you all know when and if I get a response! now that this is longer then chapter, ill get on with it! Happy reading! Mya's words belong to her, and umm they're copyrighted, but I know they don't belong to me, so OK.

Wow. I had never seen so many rows of corn. I thought that we had a lot of it, but on the road driving away, there were fields so massive that Gatlin would have fit into them. Oops. That's off the subject. Sorry. Everything's just so new to me, the Amish little boy who has never really seen VCR. ( I know what that is because Danny was explaining) John just made some stupid comment about me being as pale as a marshmallow, and I honestly don't know what to say. I know that he's making fun of me, but I honestly don't care. For the first time in a long time, I feel free. There's a song on the radio that goes, " 'Because im free, single, sexy, and sweet." I am free, and I am single, but I don't know about the last two.
***(AN~ yes Micah u are sexy and sweet, ill be the first to say that! lolz. OK back to the story!)***
We stop at a gas station, and I go in with everyone. It's called BP, and they sell tons of food there. Anyway, we all get something to eat and drink, ( I got Pepsi and a huge bag of these Keebler Elf Fudge cookies) and walked to the counter. There was a girl working, and when I put my stuff down, she looked at me weird. "You sure are dressed weird. It's like 85 degrees out, and you're wearing all black!" I looked down. sure enough, she was right. " You look frammilliar. Wait! You're that little kid from Hemmingford! You were the leader of that corn cult, and you killed your parents! Ohmigod! What are you doing here? do those people know who you are? Hey, you! This is that scary little kid that killed off his entire town! You did know that didn't you?" John, Lacey, and Danny looked at me, waiting to see what I would do.
Standing there, I don't know why I did what I did, but it was pretty funny. " He Who Walks Behind the Rows wouldn't appreciate you talking to me, Micah, one of his disciples that way. I act according to his will, and you will be punished!" I know that I sounded like Isaac, but it was so worth it to see the look on the girls face, that I knew it worked. My three companions laughed, and then so did I. She actually scolded me about what I had done, but I didn't care. I was having fun, something that I hadn't had much of in the past few years. We paid and left, getting back on the road. Danny and Lacey both asked for some of my cookies, but I wouldn't give them away. I couldn't remember why, but then it hit me. My Mom. She used to give me fudge cookies and milk when I got home from school. She had actually done it on the Friday before the Gatlin massacre. Danny's voice came from nowhere, asking me why I was crying.
Crying. I. Was. Crying. Micah Balding, leader of the Children, was crying, tears that had waited almost four years to come were pouring down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them. I didn't even try. "Mom. Daddy. Mommy. Dad." I just kept repeating those words over and over, realizing how much I had missed them, how much I wanted to take back what we had done to them. I saw them in my mind, laughing, talking with my friends and I. Then I saw them laying on the floor of the house, dead, and the tears came harder. "Mama. Daddy. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I miss you so much. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Then I heard Isaac's voice.
" Micah. I am with your parents. They don't blame you. They don't even blame me. They blame He Who Walks Behind The Rows. Don't cry. It is a weakness. They do not want you to cry for them. Dry your tears. Please? For them? You will see them, soon. In a dream, they will come to you, just like He came to me, in my dreams. Until then, good-bye Micah." Woah. My tears stopped instantly. I didn't even know, then Danny looked at me like I was crazy. I tried to explain, but was interrupted by John. He told us that we would drive for about 20 more miles, and then stop for the night. We would stay at a hotel, and continue in the morning. The three of us younger people plus Angela nodded in agreement. My first hotel. I wondered what it would be like.
It was a dump. I'm sorry, but it was. The barn was nicer. They did have a pool though, so I figured that I could go by it. Ho-Hum. Pools are boring. Then. There was a girl, and I for the first time felt my heart dive. Oops again. it was Lacey. Hehehe. Sorry Danny. she looks different from far away. Not nearly as good when she's close up. Anyway, the late afternoon sun felt good, and I fell asleep in it. It was nearly 7 PM when I woke up, and I had been laying down since at least 4. Thank goodness for trees. Inside, I got dressed, and went into the bathroom to wash my face. I was still extremely pale. Walking down to the "dining room" I saw a few other people, and they looked at me strangely. I walked right by them to where Danny, Angela, John, and Lacey were. My seat was in between John and Danny. looking at the menu, nothing popped out, so I ordered the first thing I saw. Chicken soup and a house salad. when the food came, we all dug in hungrily. This was only the first day after we had begun to drive. I wondered what was going to happen and how we were going to get to New York, when John started talking.
"There's an airport not even 30 minutes away from here. The next flight to New York isn't for another week, so if you all agree, we are going to go to Ohio for a few days. I've been there, and trust me. you will have a ton of fun." We agreed. Why not see as much of the US as we could on our little trip, right? After all, I am Micah, and I did deserve it. Onward to Ohio!