Ripped away (5)

One night I could not get to sleep, my mind was racing about 'when I should go, should I just stay for the winter, should I ever leave?' I went down the stairs and out side to think. I was out for about 20 minutes when I went to the door I noticed that the light was on inside, I heard voices. The mother and father were sitting in the living room I dashed out of their sight.

The woman said "Honey, when is David going to leave us?" she asked the man. "What do you mean?" I was going to remember this fro the rest of my life. "I mean I'm worried, about the children." "What ever for?" "Well it's just that I've seen David with the children and he has been influencing them, it's like he doesn't even know how to be a child." said the woman. "Maybe he has been raised in a country were he could not do the things that he wanted to. He is welcome to stay here, he saved Maria's life." answered the man reminding what I had done to be here in the first place. "But do you see the way he acts towards Carlo, he avoids talking to him when ever he can and only says anything to him when he absolutely has to, and he says things that children aren't supposed to know." Protested the mother. "Like what, what does he say?" "He tells Maria about violence and things in the world that I do not want her to know about, and she does what ever David does and she goes where ever David goes and she likes and dis-likes everything David does. He speaks like an adult and his eyes they do not belong on a child. Have you seen his eyes?" "Maybe your right I will check it out in the morning, ask him some questions." confessed the man.

Worried and panicked I ran to the other end of the house and sat on a window sill; I was thinking over and over about what the woman said. I took out my pencil and paper and rote a note 'Dear parents, I was out side and heard what you said about me last night and I wanted to thank you for letting me stay with you, but I also wanted to apologize for being a bad influence on the children but it is the way I am, I told Maria about those things because she has the right to know about the bad things in the world as much as the good things. Believe me it is hard to say good bye but I can not stay here, I should have never come. Can you say god bye to everyone for me and I hope that one day you will forgive me. Thank you for the experience and I hope to see you again. I can not tell you why I have to go but please try to understand. David'

I snuck back into my room, laid the note down and started to gather my things when I turned around and Maria was standing in the door way. "What are you doing David? You’re leaving?"  "I have to get out of here Maria." "But why, I thought you liked staying here with us, with me."

I explained the whole story to her and she did not bother me any more about leaving; when I got my bundle all ready I faced her and she looked at me with a tear in her eye. "Promise me you will come back." she said softly. "I can not promise you that, but if I have the opportunity to come back I will." I answered in a low voice. "Hold me one last time David." she requested and I hugged her and for a moment I wanted to stop time at that moment and be with her forever but I had to let go as if we were ripped away.

 "Good bye Maria." I said quickly. "Good bye David." Maria said back with despair and I walked out of the door she did not follow me, she did not call to me, she just stood there and watched me leave.

a song that reminds me of being taken away from something that you don't want to be: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lGuHCTwV5ms&feature=fvsr

My heart torn two ways.

My notepad that I wrote my letter in.