i walked alone on the side of the road, hoping to catch that ride. i walked for hours and not a car in sight. i didnt want you to come along, but i knew i had to get there somehow. i wanted someone to come there and pick me up. i thought to myself "why wont they stop, why cant anyone see me?" i wished that day would end, but it was just the start of the long journey, in which i wished i didnt take. there have been girls missing around here, but to be honest i didnt care much. i only wanted the pain to end. the pain in which i wanted to leave behind when i left that place. but all it did is got worse, i thought about it more and more. i wanted to sit down and just cry. but if i did that, than what would that show people. was i a weak girl, did i have to show people that they are the weak people. i sat down for a quick rest, i wasnt sure where i was going, but i knew somewhere south. i didnt know what my parents were doing, or even my baby sister. i knew that this was to late to turn around and cry in my parents arms. i wanted to so badly, i could feel the warmth they would give me. but if i went back, than i would be killed. i was so afraid, thats why i ran. i didnt think it would come back at me, but i knew i could just run. i wanted to hold the world close to me. but there was no use in that. i knew that they would just turn me away again, isnt that always how it is anyways? i dont really think my name is important, but I'm Claire, and well this is a long story told in two days. long time, but thats what will happen. i use to live somewhere in the mountains, and than as you know i ran away.
people in that town treated me so bad, i wanted to cry, but there was nothing to be done about that. something bad happened and they blamed me for it. it really wasnt my fault, i was just at the wrong place at the wrong time....
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