Escape to Paris!

Since my mother died in fifth grade, I’ve been a mess...when she died my brothers couldn’t take me.. so I was forced around the foster system... there were a lot of good homes..none wanted me, but they were still good...

I shivered in the night even though I clutched onto Kay, I know it sounds odd, but I’ve never really thought about why I’m in absolute love with Kay, maybe it’s her sweet heart, or her bad, rebellious side that only comes out when we’re alone.

I’ve never really had thought of life if I wasn’t a puppet, it sounds like what it is, I’m a wolf with strings coming out of my back with boards at the top, there isn’t a “puppet master” but there might as well be one, I’m like a normal wolf, but I don’t see colors right, Red is blue and blue is red to me, like this weird, colorblind but not, idiot..

Colorblindness isn’t my only disability though, I was born with ADHD, and they figured it out pretty quickly, I also suffer from chronic nightmares, Anorexia, and PTSD.

I didn’t have PTSD till last year, a fire started up and Kay and I’s old High School, I swear that time I didn’t start the fire, and I’m not lying and here’s the proof: our old school meant everything to Kay...I’ll look for the person that started that fire for the rest of my life, and if I do find him, I’ll make sure he gets what he gets...

Fires aren’t the safest places for me, my eyes flash around and it burns my back, badly. Last year I was lucky enough no skin was burnt off, I had to sheild Judas, my BFF, and Kay from a lot of the flames, we had been fighting in the library when the fire broke out, and every exit was blocked by the time we noticed the fire, my instincts told me to get down, but those two were completely frozen, I grabbed Kay’s hand and pulled her down, putting a hand on her back, then did the same with Judas. By then my knees were wobbly and I couldn’t breath properly, then it happened.. I heard a creaking sound..the library shelves, where we were, the Encyclopedias were right behind us, I pushed both there feet forward, and with out a second thought, shouted “Run!”

The next months in the hospital were completely insane, I went from being on life support to being monitored to being put back on life support to finally getting a normal room in CCU, or The Critical Care Unit, during the Fire, not only had I breathed in to much smoke, but the weight of six bookcases also had been on top of me, after the others were out, a fireman asked if there was anyone else inside, Kay, who was out of breath and tired, broke down and told him about everything, how I was in there, how it was their fault I was trapped, etc. By the time the firemen were able to locate me, I was unconscious, and had if I didn’t get to the hospital soon, they were afraid I’d never wake up.

The next few weeks there were partys to celebrate my heroism, Gifts from people I’ve never heard of, and even a few celebrity texts and emails about how my act saved lives... I wasn’t to happy that everyone knew what I had did...but I took it out on my friends, I guess you could say I was an emotional roller coaster.. but... Kay stayed by my side, like she knew exactly what I was going through...