It is windy, yet cloudy. Such a beautiful afternoon with no sunny sunlight, but I still can feel some feeling of summer’s warmth. The feeling of the joy of summer dances and festivals. The undeniable warmth which can not be replaced by any other wood on earth. The feeling of being hugged by Mom and Dad, that lovely summer feeling. The season has changed, and now it is back to autumn again. Leaves are changing their color, all about orangey and red and they are falling one by one, touching the ground, back to what it comes from, the earth.
I let the window open to make the autumn wind enters my woody little house. I breath it deeply and then smiled and wishpered to my self, what a nice day, first week of Autumn has been gone. It is the first day of second week of autumn in Dakota 2011 and the second autumn I have had since last day she come to visit me.
***
“Stop torturing you self” she said
“Why do you ask me that? You know nothing about me” I said
“I know everything about you, I am your half blood”
“It does not make you know me, I does not make me have to do what you said”
“It does, because you have no one in this world, except me who can give you better understanding”
She look at me sharply while keep holding my hands. I was terrified and breezing. The feeling of being the loneliset person on earth was pounding hardly in my head and in my heart. I cried silently, teardorps fell and flew, succesfully messed up my mascara. I held her hands back to let she knew that deep in my heart I need her hug, I need a companion to face the night, I need my sister.
We cried together in my bed till the moon faded away. Me and her fell asleep while hugging each other and feel into our own dream without saying good bye, without feeling apart, without quit holding hands.
The next morning, I stayed in my room. I could not go out and meet any people, even I did not have any brave to look at my fishes inside the fishbowl. I know they were staring at me and Sara during the night, wondering what has already happened that make me so sad last night. I did not stare them back, I am too afraid.
***
“Knock . . . Knock . . .” Sara come inside and bring a tray of sandwich and milk
“You have to eat” she said. I did not answer, I could not even look back at her. I was still a mess, all the broken make up and hair were still on me.
“Eat, and follow me then” She said
Feel shocked about what she just said, I shout “What? do you mean go out? Crazy. No”
“You can disguise, use your coat, nobody will recognize you. I guarantee you will be save” she explained
I did not argue back, I was too tired to think. I nodded and continued my eating.
***
“Good bye, I will be very missing you, I will come here every month, I promise” she said
“Sara, I love you, thank you so much for all of this” I hugged her, she hugged me back.
“Happy birthday, Ash, you can open this later” she gave me a little box covered with flowery wrapping.
“Thanks” I did not say any more words. I cried and she cried also, and she went away. Her red scarf was waving to me while she was running. I watched her back gone and finally vanished between the trees. I looked down and stare at the little box she gave to me. I can not wait to open it and know what is inside.
As I thought, there were a letter written with a really familiar handwritting of Sara.
Dear Ash,
You know exactly that I am bad in saying sweet things. That’s why I wrote this letter for you. I know the day like that night when Mom caught you will come. I want to let you know that I always think of you, worry you and will do everything for you. I can not be like daddy, but I want to be best for our little family. Daddy might be a hero for us in such time like this, eventhough he is not with us right now, I know that he is watching us from the sky.
Ash, this place might be not as comfortable as home. This just a wooden house in the middle of oaks. You can find a neigbourhood about one kilometer from this place, but I guarantee this place is safe. You dont have to worry of dog or any other dangerous animal. This is the place that Daddy used to stay whenever he had bad days. He showed me this one day when he fought with Mom.
Ash, whatever you are , I will always love you. I dont have any other better idea to solve your problem. You hava passed too many bad things in life, I can not see you cry more than just in that night. What i think is you need an escape, may be for sometimes until you know what you will do next. Dropping from school is not really bad, I am sorry for my inability to understand your decision, but now I can understand. Mom will be okay, I will take care of her. I know you love her.
Finally, Happy Birthday, I wish this can be a nice happy birthday present for you.
I will always love you, Ashton, My Beloved Brother, Ashley, My Bestest Sister.
With Love,
Sara
***
This is the fourth autumn since the day I escaped from home. This is the second autumn since the last day Sara visited me. Still the same smell of autumn, still the same wooden house, still the same sky, but with a different version of me. It has been a long time ago since I met Ashton, no I have no idea where he is. May be he has drawned in the lake, lost in the wood or fell in love and leave. But it is really okay, I am used to be lonely. It is better to met only Ashley everyday, with that grey eyes and long brunette hair, I am relieved.

I think this is a really good story. The plot, the suspense, the unexpected ending -- they're all good. With a tiny bit of proofreading, this can be a great piece. :)
BalasHapusWhat a sad story of vulnerability and isolation.
BalasHapusI like how you set the scene in your first paragraph but I think you have over used the word 'feeling'. My thesaurus is always close at hand when I'm writing!