They Sent Me Away Novels & Stories

Moving in perfect unison, they slid on their seat belts before Estelle-had to be Estelle-fired up the engine and drove off. I was not going to cry. Not. I wasn't ten any more, being shipped off to wretched witch camp for the summer. With a start, I realized that was the last and only time I'd been away from home for longer than a weekend, and even that I'd only done once with my best friend Alison.

I'm their only daughter and now they practically send me away from home. The reason is that I got into a few troubles in my previous school and along with that my GPA wasn't that impressive. So they, at last, dismissed me when I punched and broke a Jerk's nose. But it wasn’t my fault. He asked for it. Believe it or not, somehow troubles automatically find their way to me, wherever I go.

I breathed out, allowing my eyes to slide close for a few moments. “That wasn’t the reason as to why I sent you away at all, I sent you away because you’ve never really been made for this whole mafia lifestyle, and also because I wanted you to finally be free of everything relating to this life which you hated so much since you were little. I wanted you to finally live a normal life, that was why you got sent away.” I paused after a few minutes. “And I feel bad, I felt so bad about not having your phone number or any means in which I could use to get to you all these while…” I trailed off and dragged in a deep breath into my lungs, feeling my chest expand a little.

It hurt most of the time, but it was also part of me, so I couldn’t just yank it out. I had already said goodbye to everyone else I cared to speak to. Maggie. Nuthatch. Even Ostrich had come by to say goodbye, followed closely by Chicken. We are a bunch of odd ducks. They loaded up the busses Mage Ostrich had either made or rented to take them to the airport, and we stood on the yard waving like a bunch of yahoos. Mage Ostrich gave me a salute from the front window of the bus, and I saluted back and wondered what bizarro world I was stuck in now.

My father said to them and turned away from me, “No Father please don't send me away, I’m your daughter you said you love me so much, you said you will protect me and will never let me go, please don't give me away Father please” I begged and cry but my father turned away and watch those men carry me out of our mansion into their van, they took me away and my father let them to,

Having to run from a place when you've finally found peace and joy there to an unknown place and having to set up all over again. "We Silenced him and sent him to his masters. We shouldn't have a problem with him or anyone else, at least for the time being…" I assured her with a wide grin laced to my brows and then sent them all into their apartments. One by one, they began to leave, dragging their feet against the floor like three were some kind of snail.

That felt like too much of a betrayal. Still, I sent the boys away after they gave me what I wanted, though, in the back of my mind, I was pretty sure they'd hang around somehow. That couldn't be helped and may even help with my cause. I waited, giving them enough time to be gone from here, here being the massive home gym with every amenity I could think of.

At the end of the day, dad still thought I was a failure and whenever something went wrong, he was going to blame me. It was the reason he sent me away in the first place. I slammed the papers down on the vanity, then threw myself onto the bed. I pulled the pillow over my face and screamed as loud as I could. I didn’t care who heard. The look he gave me tonight was the same look he gave me the day he sent me away. I hated thinking about that day, but it was burned into my memory. I was walking home from school by myself. It was a completely ordinary day. I left a little late so that I could avoid the other kids. I didn’t want to listen to names being shouted at me while I walked.

I said, preparing to send my contact card. In a second they both had it and I turned, rushing away. “Text or call me!” Just like that I was gone.

I had to get away from her before she would alert her goons to come for me. I feel so stupid! Fuck! I had to disappear. As far away as possible. After I have said my last goodbye to Mark tomorrow, I would leave and never look back