I hear the words

“you’re never good enough” so many times in one day that I don’t know how to

cope with anything. I feel so low. The weight of the world is on my shoulders

and god damn I can barely breathe.

to feel like this. Seriously. I’d sell my soul to the devil in order to feel

something… Anything again. People ask how you are, you respond with the simple

“I’m fine” put on that fake act as normal people would call it.

*WARNING This article contains some sensitive content. Make yourself aware. I wrote this about 9 months ago and wanted to share. I hope you enjoy just stay cautious*

Fall

Morning. Another morning. She yawned and looked around her empty apartment. It had been about 2 weeks since she packed up and moved across the country. Was it truly for the best? I think so. He can never find me again and honestly, that’s all that matters. Autumn stretched and got out of bed. She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. The bruises on her eye and left cheek were still very visible. She stared for a second. You dumb fucking bitch just do as I say. Quit moving around! You’re making it harder on yourself! *SMACK* Fucking finally I can do you in peace now. “That life is beyond me.” She said looking at her pup Daisy. The only thing that gave her a meaning was that little puppy. It gave her a purpose.

Autumn went downstairs and poured two dishes. Cereal for her and dog food for Daisy. The golden retriever puppy ran down the stairs quickly “So full of energy” she said smiling. Daisy wagged her tail as she scarfed down her breakfast. She clasped the leash and took Daisy outside. As she walked out the gloominess of Seattle sank in. She sighed. “This is our life now D,” she said. New name. New everything. She became so desperate she ended up in the wrong crowd which only made matters worse. She can’t even see her family. And oh how she missed them. She missed her father’s laugh and the smell of that expensive cologne, missed the sweetness her mother was and the kindness in her soul. She missed her old life… Well part of it.

**

“Miss Larson.” Inspector Armstrong said. I looked up. “Sorry I was distracted.”

“No time for that. Now you must listen carefully as for what we tell you is very important. The whole point of Witness Protection is to protect you from whomever is trying to harm you. Which means we are giving you an entirely new identity, moving you across the country and basically demolishing any part of your past.” He said in a stern voice. I can’t believe I did what I did. I’m such an idiot thinking that I needed that much money to save my own self. I should have known better. “Now the rules of WITSEC are very important and if you follow them you should be just fine. Rule one: absolutely no contact with anyone from your past life. This includes boyfriends, friends, and family.” Wait what? Do I get to say goodbye at least? “No.” The inspector said quickly. “If you have contact with them it’s easier for them to find you. Your parents think that you are dead. They don’t know you’re in witness protection.” I looked up. My parents think I’m dead? Oh god… I started tearing up. Mom and Dad must be devastated. What the fuck have I done? He explained more and more rules. No pictures of my past life. No phone calls. Nothing. I get new everything. This isn’t fair. I really fucked up this time. “I can’t bring anything from my past?” I asked. “I have a dog. Her name is Daisy. I can’t just abandon her.” The inspector looked at me as if to say something smart. “We can allow you to bring the dog in, we just need to check it for bugs. We don’t want them finding you.” he said. I felt a different tone in his voice as he spoke. Almost like he felt bad for me. “Now sign here and welcome to WITSEC.” He said. Welcome to my new life. Welcome to the end of my old one.

**

The leaves on the trees fell softly like snow on the ground in the winter. Just 24 hours ago I was in a hospital being transported to a new location with a new life and new story. As hard as it was to accept, I knew I had too. I missed everyone in my life though. My mom, my dad, my brothers and my best friend Cheyanne who must be a mess right now. Sigh… At least I have Daisy. She looked down at her golden puppy. They continued their walk in the gloominess that is Seattle, Washington. Which by the way wasn’t her at all. From what the inspector said it was the “fastest way to get away from Nicholas.” As badly as she wanted to move back to the east coast, her days in the sand were long gone. She missed the smell of the salty air and soaking up the rich vitamin c that is St. Petersburg, Florida. She didn’t understand why this was happening. Why her? Why was she the target? All things she wondered. They continued their walk down the path back to the apartment. She stood outside of it as if to say she was reluctant to go in. It wasn’t a bad apartment, it was beautiful, but it wasn’t her. Walking into her apartment, she didn’t notice the charming man watching her, almost like he was protecting her. He wanted desperately to say something, but he couldn’t find the courage too. Maybe tomorrow…

The rest of the night went by quietly. Turning on the TV and settling down with a glass of wine. What better way than to spend the night with her pup listening to the rain and watching a movie. Scrolling she found nothing of interest. “Hmm Daisy there’s absolutely nothing on,” she said sighing and sipping the white wine. Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. Which was quite odd. She hadn’t made any friends yet. Only people she knew were the WTSEC Agents but they never drop by without reason. There was another knock. Nervous as hell she inched toward the door and looked out the peephole. “Who is it?” she asked.

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