It wasn’t difficult. I grabbed a few pieces of bread from breakfast. I stole some money from Mr. Kaynolds’ wallet when he was out of the room talking to another doctor.
And I ran.
“Jeyo, try and keep up!”
“Jamie, my legs are stubbier than yours! Any idea where we’re going?”
“Anywhere. Away from the rat hole.”
“Jamie! Look!”
We had reached a lonely street behind trees out in the countryside. There was a girl on the road in jeans and a yellow shirt. Her unkempt hair was unnaturally red. I could tell she was crippled and couldn’t get up by herself. I couldn’t tell if I was the only one who could see her.
A car driving right at her in full speed answered my question. I couldn’t let the driver hurt her! Leaping, I jumped in front of her, and waited for the collision. Instead I heard skids and a crash. The driver had veered off into a tree just in time.
I helped her get up. Her freckles wrinkling into a smile, she looked at me, so gratefully, it made everything worth it.
“Thank you,” she whispered and pushed a button into my hand before limping away. It was her token.
I made a mental note to put it in my box, when I remembered I was running away. I watched her as she limped painfully away, and as I was about to get yelled at by another blind person.
“Hey KID! What do you think you’re doing? Running onto the street like that! I could have killed ya! Now look at my car!”
An angry man with gray hair approached me and called the police. I tried to run, but the driver didn’t let me. It didn’t take long for the police to figure out I was that crazy kid missing from the asylum.
YOU ARE READING
Jamie
FantasyAll his life, Jamie has been seeing things that no one else could see. Gnomes, elves, fairies, and all sorts of creatures. At a very young age, his sight cost him his freedom. His sight put him in dangerous situations, so dangerous, his parents deci...
