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Sunday, December 22, 2013

Section 3 of Life Turned Upside Down: Miss Donna's Story

Life Turned Upside Down
Miss Donna’s Story
Julia Matthews
(section 3)

Donna packed several outfits, two pair of shoes, a photo of mom, and the one of Tally and Jacob that I’d gotten earlier. Then headed out. Mom sat in the living room with her head down. I stopped with intent to tell her goodbye, but one look from dad told me there’d only be trouble. Without another word I walked back into the night.
It no longer seemed right. What had been a wonderful and enjoyable day had been shattered into a million and one different emotions.
I crept through the woods, checking for any pride members out for a midnight stroll or run. Being seen by them would only stir up questions. Not answerable ones. Each step came with realization of what had happened. I had nothing. Never truly did. Kept only because not doing so would draw more attention to dad.
Donna took in each tree, each sound and every stone. Memories of this area would have to suffice. I’d never be able to come back. Not without jeopardizing my mom. Donna paused at the pride master’s house, and looked up at the room that belonged to Tally. Shadows moved around. Pride Master King was helping him get ready for bed.
Too bad goodbyes couldn’t be said. A goodbye from afar was best way to sate Donna’s need. Donna blew a kiss up at the window and said, “Tally King, you are a true friend. I will miss you greatly. Miss Donna loves you and will never forget you.”
With that said to the empty night, Donna began to move again. No idea where to go. Had money. Knew a new country, an unknown one lay ahead of me. No home. No family. No friends. Not a life anyone would want.
Jacob deserved a similar goodbye, but his house wasn’t on the path taking her towards town. So, his goodbye was forgone, in order to avoid running into anyone. Didn’t quite work out that way. Several feet from the end of London pride lands Donna heard what could have been a huge disaster.
“Donna Teal, please hold up.”
With a deep sigh I turned and faced a silvery haired, which shown brightly without any aid from the moonlight, woman.
“Seer Diego,” Donna plastered a huge smile on her face. There was no reason to be rude to the eldest pride member, just because of a foul mood. “What has you out so late at night?”
“You do.” Seer Diego propped herself against a tree.
“I do?” Donna felt her stomach bottom. Another disaster wouldn’t be handled without loosing it.

REMEMBER THIS IS A  a work of fiction. All names, characters and events are from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or person is purely coincidental.

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Copyright © Julia Matthews December 201

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