Bringing Him Back
Chapter 2.
I woke up the next morning, well before dawn. I rolled out of bed, and walked over to the small square window across the room. I looked outside, to find only roots of trees and dirt; no signs of human life. I sighed, as I fell into the nearest chair. I ran my fingers through my hair, and thought of one thing,
Alex.
I shook the thought of him standing there, covered in blood, telling me to run. The thought of him never finding me, never seeing him again, ran chills down my spine. After all that time, all those memories, made me sick that someone had the nerve to take love away. Sick I mumbled as I stood up from the chair, and pulled a sweatshirt from the corner of my bed over my head. I walked out of the dark room, and into a hallway filled with doors. I ran my finger along the wall, muttering the numbers of the rooms as I walked past them. At the end of the hallway, there was a small child. I sighed, as I picked up my pace. I could make out some simple features; bright red hair, brown eyes, and the same patch of freckles my cousin Gracie has. She smiled and flashed her crocked teeth as I aproached her. I did the same, as I tryed to pass her. She obviouslly didn't want me to pass, because she jumped in front of me blocking the path. I sighed, and tried again. She only continued to block me, as I saw how similar she looked to Gracie.
"Look, please move so I can go?" I asked, trying again.
She pulled me to my knees, and shook her head no. I let out a long sigh, as she pulled something from her pocket. She stuffed it in my hands, and took a step away from me. I looked at the picture she gave me, and recogonized a smaler version of me, holding a baby. I was standing in front of my Aunt Carol and Uncle William, who took care of me for so, so long. My cousin Jenny was standing beside me, and my mouth fell open as I realized that the child I was holding in the picture was standing right in front of me.
Gracie was in the Wilds.