The Vein

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They would make fun of my name Anakie (as in Anarchy) and they made fun of my looks (I am a large girl I must admit but there's nothing wrong with that).

These children are monsters! They treat me like a beast. When I was in Grade 2, the 3rd-5th graders beat me and dragged me to the storm drain on the oval behind the goal posts of the field. I was stuck down there for hours, but it felt like days. It gave me time to think; I quickly grew tired and fell asleep. I woke up when the teachers were pulling me out, but from the trauma I was unable to speak. I was lectured for "playing" at the back of the oval. Later I tried to explain that I was pushed, but they just wouldn't believe it. Would you believe that a bunch of kids that normally were playing football, jumping rope, or playing tag would push a child down a hole?

It started I was walking to school and I saw the same bunch of kids walking with another kid. He didn't seem to want to go anywhere, as he was pushing his feet into the dirt and telling them to leave him alone. I followed them from a distance, and soon they made it to the school. Like the time I was abused, it was after school, so about 3:30P.M. They went to the chicken coop and locked the child in. After they left, I smashed the lock off, and chicken feathers flew in every direction as I helped the kid up. He told me, "Leave the child. He is not important."

I helped up the boy and took him to the office. When his mother came to pick him up, she thanked me and left. I went home where I found my grandmother sitting in her chair. Instead of the regular 'how was your day dear' she asked me, "You left the child?"

I didn't know what to do, so I went to my room to watch some television. Spongebob was on, but I don't remember from then until my 11th birthday.

I remember sitting at my mother's house. I went to the shed to find a light bulb. There were mice (there still are). I walked back to find my mother sitting on the ground. She pointed at me and said, "You left me behind. You carried him out and left me to die!" Abruptly, she said, "So honey, did you want some cake or what?"

The rest of the day was normal apart from that. I took the boy out and I sat him in the office. Why do people come up to me and say these things? Lately they've stopped, but it made me think was I going mad over nothing until recently. 5 days ago, I felt very ill. I was a sickly pale that day. Every time I tried to talk to anyone, they would ask me the weird questions.

"You left me."

"You chose him."

"Chickens."

"Why?"

I thought I was going mad until other people noticed it. When they weren't saying these things, they saw it and have told me about it. I just don't know anymore...

I keep dreaming the same thing: a feather falling into water that just keeps falling until I almost wake. Then it lands on the water. Why do I dream that? Who was the boy I saved? I don't think there was anyone around me except for the boy and me.



Credited to Anakie

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