Memory’s...

With my hand held tight, and being rushed through the twisting hallways, a smile set on my face as I try to look around once more. Almost tripping over the carpet laying beneath me as I gasp and stumble slightly, falling over on the soft rug, tampered with feet from the tears of use. Embarrassment flushing into my body as I cover my head slightly, not wanting to look out and see the people that would laugh at me and call me names like before...but it was to late, my mind sucking me back into its thoughts, everything else fading out into a muffled sound, then nothing at all.

Opening my eyes again wasn't something I knew what was happening, in front of a large school building in the evening of autumn. Looking around quickly for what happened and what was before and how I got here, then looking forward as the large gates of the school creaked and cracked open. I knew I didn't wanna go but there was this...force that made me step forward closer, trying my hardest not to, but still getting pulled in by my own legs. Looking around the environment again, the grass dead or almost dead in the school yard, the stone path cracked and worn, paper scattered everywhere on the ground, pictures and work of others. Then the doors of the school slid open as I got close, my ears down as I walk into the hallway and disappear into the dark of it, turning into another shadow of its darkness.

Lights flickering on in the hallway now as I got into it more, cubby holes aligned along the walls for people to put there stuff in, walking past them with a slow pace. Trying to take as long as I could to get to where my legs forced me to go, even if I didn't wanna. My steps echoing off of the smooth stone slapping against my feet, though long hallways that rounded me and trapped me within the school. Slightly shivering as I look down for a moment, papers scattered along with items and belongings, seeming something familiar but I couldn't think of it. Then look up again as I'm upon a large wooden door, gazing from side to side to see if the empty hallways had something or someone, but nothing was seen or heard besides the slight drip drop of pipes. Taking all my strength to focus on the door as I gulp, raising my hand to knock on the hard oak, the knocks ringing out though the entire school.

As I knock, flinching a bit to what may happen, my eyes slightly closing in fear. On the other side of the door all I hear is rummaging, getting slightly louder as the seconds pass by. Until it was at the moment where the doorknob on the door started to shake, like someone on the other side trying to open it. Whatever is on the other side, seeming to struggle for a minute though, until I hear the loud click of the doors latch, finally turning it all the way. My heart going faster now as I stand there, frozen in fear. I don't think it would let me anyway to continue on in the Hallways that seemed endless in every direction. The door creaks in front of me as I stare at it, waiting for it to do anything. Then quickly as it swings open, the room being hidden in a bright white but I could hear all the talking and then hushing. Feeling like I was being stared at and judged but no one was there, at least to what I could see. My gaze looked around the room trying to find what it was. But instead of seeing the answer I heard it...Mocking, names, things being thrown at me in all directions..my first day at school. It made sense though, for what I was wearing. Just a simple poor person, not able to buy good clothing for myself, having rags for shirt and pants, and no shoes. My head lowering to the memory as I didn't want it to go on any longer, starting to cry as tears leak down my face and my embarrassment filled cheeks. My legs letting me run away now in a sprint as I try desperately to find an exit, harder to see with tear filled eyes. A maze I was in, or what it felt like after finally busting through the doors of the school's entrance, paper and everything in my hair as I slowly lower myself on the steps of the entrance, putting my hands on my face as I cry into them, not wanting anything more than the day to end now.

As I cry into my hands, not paying much attention, I feel things getting picked out of my hair. Jumping a little and falling back afraid that someone else my tease me more. Instead of that I see someone who looks like the boy I met in the castle, a smile on his face as he helps me up and sits next to me. Softly saying that he wants to help me. Thinking for a second then moving my head to his arm so he can get everything out of it as I close my eyes gently. His soft fingers going though my hair to get everything out, hearing the paper that was in it fall to the ground. When I hear no more though i still feel the rubs on my head as I smile and softly wrap my hands around his body, nuzzling my head onto his side as I relax. Feeling like all the bad just went away now.