Moving
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Moving......We move constantly and she will never answer why. One time we came home and the front door was open she went ballistic and we moved in the middle of the night. I tried to tell her I forgot to shut the door but she wouldn’t listen. That was 4 years ago.
We are now currently in a small cabin just outside of Milford, Pennsylvania. I’d comment on the sights to see or the scenery but we’ve been here for less than 72 hours and mom is already talking about moving. We had been in Maine for 6 months and out of no where mom decided to leave. My wish, would be to settle down. I just want to be somewhere for more than a year. I just want to.....belong.
My name is Madeline Robinson. I am a 17 year old senior being homeschooled. I don’t attend regular school do to the constant moving. I don’t think I’m missing out on anything, but then again how would I know. I also have a secret that I haven’t told anyone. I am a werewolf. On my 16th birthday we were in Banf, Canada. I was walking home from the store and my head stared to hit. My whole body started to heat up. At first I thought I had caught the flu, but then my bones started moving and breaking. I was screaming out in pain until eventually my screams turned to howling. I ran into the woods and found myself looking in a nearby pond. The moonlight shone upon the water and what was in the reflection was beautiful but it also scared me. Looking back at me was a wolf, a huge solid black wolf with green eyes. After I kinda got over the shock I just ran the rest of the night. The next thing I know I woke up in my bed with no recollection of how I got there. I went downstairs and my mom acted as if everything was normal.
I would continue to go into the woods at least once a week to allow myself the chance to run. If I don’t I can feel apart of myself getting restless. But that was almost two years ago. My birthday is coming up in the next few days and I can feel that side of me that gets restless, almost like pacing in my mind.
Anyways, I’m gonna ask if we can move somewhere permanently. I’m tired of moving and I can see it in mom’s eyes that she is tired too.
Sure enough as I’m zoning out mom says “I found our next adventure! We’re going to California!”
I just roll my eyes and grab my bags. I stopped unpacking my bags completely about six years ago. Needless to say, I’ve given up hope.
Within the next hour we are in the car headed to California. I started this drive, we usually alternate driving or I’ll drive the first half and mom will drive the second. I drove the first 10 hours and we decided to stop and get something to eat. After our stop my mom takes over driving until we stopped for the night somewhere in Illinois. The room was small with two twin size beds. The decor was outdated but it was clean. One thing about me having a secret side was I could smell practically everything. At least this time I could smell the cleaning products instead of sweat or other fluids. I took a quick shower and went to bed. We get up early the next morning to continue our journey. Mom says “honey you don’t look well did you sleep?” “Not really. I just tossed and turned most of the night.” I normally have no problem sleeping when we travel but my wolf just had a weird feeling that kept me up. So decided to sleep for a while in the car.
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“When did he pass?” I heard my mom say. I half way woke up realizing my mom was on the phone. I wanted to open my eyes but then I thought, I want to know more, if I wake up she’ll hang up. She doesn’t have any friends so I was curious as to who she was speaking with. So I pretended to be asleep and listened. “I know we need to come. We will head that way.....Randy we will be there soon. We are about two hours from you, maybe three......I know I haven’t told her about them yet but I will. I’ll speak to you when we arrive. Yes, okay, love you too bye.”
My mind was racing. Who was she talking about? Where are we going? What hasn’t she told me? Love you too? My wolf was freaking out in my head and I was also exhausted from the lack of sleep. I sat up and reached in my bag. “Are you alright dear?” Mom asked. “Yes my head hurts I’m just gonna take some ibuprofen.” She nods her head at my response. Instead I decided to take a sleeping pill. My head hurts from trying to comprehend what I had just heard. I figured that sleep would help so I took the pill and drifted back into sleep.
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