Alecia Myth 2008

This is a story about my life and how I came to be where I am. I’ll let you decide on whether it’s true or not or if you think I’m just insane. And who knows maybe I am. But to me this really happened and no one can tell me different. The beginning of my life wasn’t a grand fairytale; some might say it was a nightmare. I lived in a small town with my mom and my older half brother, Minx. It wasn’t bad there but nor was it good. There wasn’t much crime but in a small town with nothing to do people tended to do stupid things like get high off of illegal drugs. My mom, during the day, worked as a waitress in the towns famous little café. But at night she would entertain a “guest” but never at home. Living in a small town people tend to know everyone and know other people’s lives but somehow my mom was able to keep her costumers names quite. Everyone knew what she did at night though it was never said loud and for that she was frowned upon. Minx and I didn’t care though. We lived with her until I was ten and Minx eleven. Minx and I weren’t twins but our birthdays were on the same date just a year apart. Our mom was always like that for some reason. She wasn’t a bad mom but nor was she a good mom but we loved her anyways and then she overdosing on drugs. So Minx and I were forced to go live with my dad, my step-mom and my half siblings. Minx and I didn’t belong. Especially Minx. The only reason he was there was because his father was in jail and had no one to take care of him and I wouldn’t let them separate us. He had been all I had and was now the only thing I had. So my dad took us both, more for of what I threatened to do then anything else. We were forced to move from that small town to go to a small city. Way bigger then the town I use to live in but way smaller than say Spokane. Minx and I had to share a room even though everyone else had their own room. But we were invaders into their life and I preferred being by my brother’s side. The next morning I was introduced to my half siblings and the breakfast table. Minx stood off to the side watching. David, my dad, woke us up in the morning and when I got down to the table there was four people already sitting there. There was a woman around her early thirties with wheat blonde hair and soft green eyes. Her skin is a honey color and she is delicate and petit. She has soft features that make her look kind and sweet. She smiles softly at me and gestures to one of the open chairs.
“This is my wife, Mary.” David says warmly. The person sitting across from Mary is a fourteen-year old girl with golden blonde hair, startling green eye, honey skin, and a curvy lush body. She’s beautiful with her mom’s coloring but with her dad’s strong features. She looks nothing like me. Sitting next to her is a young boy around thirteen years old. His hair is a dark chocolate brown like David’s and he has soft dark green eyes, his skin is tan like David’s and he has a strong, muscular but lithe built. He is handsome and gorgeous. Last but not least sitting next to Mary is a little girl around maybe five years old with bright green eyes, dark blonde hair, pale skin, and just a cute, sweet face that is like an angels. The family. together, painting a beautiful picture.
“Our eldest daughter Rose.” David says pointing to the thirteen-year old. Our thirteen-year old son Josh and our youngest Elizabeth.” David says smiling. I found out later that Rose is eight months older then Josh. Minx and I didn’t look anything like them. Minx with his black hair choppy, spiky, and wild with neon green highlights in it with his dark sapphire blue eyes and skin as pale as the snow and me, Treasure, with blood red hair that seems to even shine like blood and startling dark green almost black eyes, pale skin that seemed to glow like the moon and a delicate but strong built body. Minx and I both had our mom’s curvy, delicate but strong built. I move closer to Minx and Mary gives off a soft smile as Minx wraps his arm around my shoulder.
“Come and eat with us.” Mary says sweetly as her two eldest glares at Minx and I. We join the Mable family in an uncomfortable breakfast. I know why Rose and Josh hate me so much, they’re older then me. Josh is three years older and Rose four. That means when he came to my small town he had an affair with my mother ten years ago. I’m an unwanted reminder of a bad memory that will be constantly in their face. I’m the black sheep of the family. I’m the sin.

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Six years later…
Rose shoves me into the locker the handle digging into my back. I don’t even flinch. Josh and her, for the last six years have always been picking on me. They hate me and I don’t blame them. I’ve been beating bloody by them and it’s okay. I don’t mind anymore. Mary never believes me anyways. She thinks I’m worse then my mother, that I’m Satan’s daughter, so when Rose shoves me into the locker I don’t do anything. I learned long ago fighting back always-made things worse.
“You little whore.” She hisses venomously “Jeremy is my boyfriend and I don’t need your little slutty butt trying to take him away.” Oh yes the great Jeremy. I’d seen his type all my life. He didn’t care for Rose. He saw her as something to use but she couldn’t, wouldn’t see that. I saw the way he looked at me leering, wanting and lusting but I never returned the glance. I learned to stay away from his type and he learned the hard and painful way to stay away from me from Minx. The only reason he hasn’t done anything to Josh or Rose is because we had nowhere to go and any sign of trouble from Minx and he was gone. But in three days he would turn eighteen and I seventeen and then we’d be gone. He’d be a legal adult and I would move out with him. He already had a place and we’d slowly been moving what little stuff he had in there. I paid for it. An early birthday present for him but we’d both spilt the rent along with the two other people we’d be sharing it with. Minx’s best friend and the leader of a gang called the Diablo. And JD's girlfriend Crissy. A four way spilt of rent.
Rose shoves me into the locker again. Hard enough that I know there will be a bruise there soon. She glares at me her stupid posse move closer to me.
"You'll regret ever harassing Jeremy." She growls punching me in the stomach and then letting her posse surround me. Punches and kicks descended upon me and I curl into a ball. It last to long, at least that's what I think, but before I know it they're pulled off of me and my brother is standing over me glaring at the girls. JD walks down the hallway Crissy under his arm. Rose and her gang of girls back up. Minx looks like he wants to hit them but reframes from doing so. He made a promise to me awhile back that he would never hit a girl unless our lives are on the line.
"You okay, Treasure?" JD asks in his husky rough voice.
"Fine." I say softly as I stand up. He smiles at me lightly cuffing my jaw.
"That's my little sis." He says affectionately. Minx puts his arm around me shoulders and I snuggle into his side as we walk down the hallway.
*******
Sitting on my bed I draw on a loose piece of paper. The bedroom door opens and Minx comes in tossing his backpack onto his bed on his side of the room. I look at the clock and it says 7:30 p.m. I look back at Minx with a raised eyebrow. He chuckles and ruffles up my hair and I smile softly at him.
"I was with JD and them." He says as an explanation. He ruffles up my hair for the second time hat day and grabs some easy, lounging around the house clothes before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. I finish my drawing and stick the paper in my old battered sketchbook and changing into a gray tank top and black sweats. I head downstairs and head to the kitchen. I can hear the t.v. Playing in the living room as I get a glass of water. I quietly head back upstairs after finishing my glass of water. AS I head to my room I see Josh's room door cracked open and a small light coming from the crack. Just as quietly I head to my half-brother's door and peek in. Josh sits in his computer chair his hand jerking fast in his lap and on the screen of the computer are two guys kissing. I gasp and my hand flies over my mouth. Josh spins around in his chair eyes wide and I run. I bolt down the hallway and into Minx and my room slamming the door shut heart pounding fast as I lean against the door. Minx spins around pants unzipped and unbuttoned but at least his were up. Something pounds against the door. Minx's dark blue eyes narrow as another pound hits the bedroom door. I gasp and run to the window. Minx already has it open. Jump out of the window landing on the ground below. Shoes are tossed down as Minx yes what to the person pounding on the door. Slipping on the shoes I run down the sidewalk my feet making a pounding noise similar to my heart, Josh is gay!!! Josh couldn't be gay. I mean this was Josh who'd beaten up gay boys and was always harassing them. If David found out he'd be kicked out of the house for sure. Josh was going to kill me. I run down the sidewalk until I hit a certain street and run down the middle of it. Turning down another road I continue to run hearting pounding faster and along with my breathing. I come to an abounded church building. Quickly I duck through the chains and through the double doors. I run to the second pew to the front and slide between the front pew and the second bringing up my knees to my chest and huddling on the floor head on my knees. And I wait. Josh would get back at me one way or another to make sure I didn't tell anyone about his secret. Josh had a horrible temper, who knew what he would do to me. My body trembles as I sit in the cold church on the hard ground waiting.
I don't know how long I wait before I hear the church door creak open and then close softly. The sound of boots hitting carpet floor rings in the silence.
"Hey kid." JD says softly squatting down looking at me with a smile. "Whatcha done now?" I grumble something and JD chuckles. He pulls me to my feet still chuckling and wraps his arm around my shoulder.
"How did you find me?" I ask softly.
"You're brother called me and told me where you'd be hiding. You ran along way little sis." JD says with another chuckle. WE walk outside and to JD's blue and black pick-up truck. Crissy sits in the front. She scoots over as I open the passenger door.
"Hey chica." She says giving me a hug. "So what happened?" She asks as JD slides into the truck and pulls out of the parking lot.
Josh is gay." I state softly. Her eyes widen and she gasps while JD full out laughs.
"I knew that boy was gay." JD chokes out while laughing. Crissy chuckles and they to talking about Josh and whom he might be attracted to and what this is going to his reputation. I smile listening to them joke as we head to Crissy's house. Just then an old red car comes zooming past us windows rolled down a gun sticking out of the passengers window. JD curses and swerves as shots are fired. Crissy screams as JD slumps against the steering wheel and the truck slams into the ditch flipping over and over again. When I open my eyes I'm hanging suspended from my seat belt the truck is on it's side, the drivers side down. Crissy lays against JD her neck in a wrong position. I struggle with the seat belt and finally after what seems like forever unhook it and falls to the ground landing on both bodies. I whimper and crawl through the broken dash window. Glass cuts into my hands and legs as I crawl out of the front window. My back and arm hurt but I ignore them and continue to walk down the road. Headlights flash and a car slams to a stop. A woman in a business suit steps out of the car.
"Are you alright?" She asks still somewhat in her car. What a stupid question to ask. She wipes out her cellophane and I stand there watching her. "Hello 911 there this girl standing in the middle of the street covered in blood." She says into the phone. "We're on Highlander View East." She says. "Yes she's standing in front of me" She holds out the cell phone to me and I slowly take it.
"Hello." I say my voice emotionless.
"What's your name?" A woman asks.
"Treasure Mable," I say softly.
"And what's happened?" She asks.
"I was in a car accident." I reply.
"Were you by yourself?"
"No." I say tears welding up in my eyes. She continues to ask me questions as the lady pulls her car off to the side and makes me sit in the passengers seat. Cops soon arrive along with an ambulance. The medics put me on a stretcher as the cops ask the woman questions. The medics shut the door and we sped down the road to the hospital. They wheel me into the ER and shout back and forth to each other. I pass out soon after.
*******
I awake the drugs in me making me groggy. As I sit up I see a figure sitting slumped in a chair by the window asleep.
"Minx?" I say hoarsely. Minx's headshots up and then he stands coming over to my bedside. He kneels down clasping one of my hands.
"Treasure." He says hoarsely. It's clear he's been crying.
"How long have I been out?" I ask.
"A day." He says softly.
"JD and Crissy." I ask softly already knowing. Minx looks down.
"Dead." He whispers. Tears stream down my face as I look up at the ceiling. Minx lays his head down onto the bed clenching my hand.
"It was a gang." I whisper softly. "JD came and got me and...and..." Tears stream down my face even faster. "They came along side us, shot JD..."
"Shush." Minx says kissing my forehead.” They know. The cops saw the gun shoot wound." Minx says voice dead. Not only were they our friends but also now our escape was gone. Just then the door opens to reveal a cop, David, and Mary. All three come in as Minx stands and goes back to the chair. The cop starts asking questions and I answer them to my ability. I leave out the fact that my brother is apart of the gang though. As soon as I answer all the questions he leaves and David and Mary surround me. I close my eyes and relax into the bed.
"She's tired. We should leave." Minx says, David and Mary nod and slowly leave. Minx gives me one last look before shutting the door and leaving me alone. Sleep takes me soon after.
******
I awaken to an empty room and lights streaming under the door. Turning my head I look out the window to see the stars shining brightly in the night sky. My nod throbs in slight pain. Not enough to hurt to badly but enough to keep me awake. Reaching over I push the nurse button. A few minutes later a young nurse comes in.
"You need something honey?" She asks in a sweet voice.
"Hurts." I say hoarsely. She smiles softly at me.
"Just close your eyes and rest." She says mocking towards me. I close my eyes and listen to her move around a bit.
"If you need anything else just call." She says as she leaves. Soon the pain goes away and slumber takes me.
I wake again to see Minx sitting in that chair again but this time reading. He looks up when I shift and move and smiles softly at me.
"Happy birthday sis." He says walking over with a present in hand. I lift my arm but wince and put it back down. On my left forearm is a cast and on my upper arm is a bandage. There are also some bandages on my legs.
"Why don't you open it for me." I say softly. Minx smiles again and unwraps the present to reveal a beautiful sketchbook. A silver-blue dragon glides across the black cover of the book in a beautiful design. I admit love it.
"Thank you Minx." I say in awe. I knew he had to use his job money to get it and it meant a lot to me.
"Happy birthday to you too." I say smiling at him. Just then the door opens and Mary and David come in again. Mary carries a balloon saying happy birthday and flowers while David carries a teddy bear and a card.
"Happy Birthday." They both say in a singsong way at the sometime. My good mood immediately goes down the drain. But I force a smile on. They glance at minx and David hands him eighty dollars.
“We didn’t know what to get you.” David says somewhat grudgingly.

Long ago when the first buffalo came upon the land they were not friendly to the people. The people tried to coax the buffalo over a hill and to their deaths but always the buffalo would turn away at the last second avoiding certain death. There was this hunter although who had a daughter who was proud of her father’s grand hunting skills. She would always make the best garments for her father and herself. However even he couldn’t kill the buffalo. As soon as the hint of snow on the wind came to her she realized that the buffalo families had become a real problem. She immediately decided to do something about it. She went to the base of a cliff and started to sing a song calling the buffalo.
“Oh, buffalo family, come down and visit me. If you come down and feed my relatives in a wedding feast, I will join your family as the bride of your strongest warrior.” She sang. The buffalo came jumping over the cliff the largest, strongest buffalo took her away. Her father, the hunter, came looking for her the next day. He was a good tracker as well. He followed his daughter’s tracks until he was exhausted. He called down a Magpie and asked him to find the buffalo and his daughter. The Magpie came back almost immediately. He told the hunter that his daughter was right over the hill. Meanwhile the daughter was making garments for herself as her husband buffalo slept. Just then he awoken and told her to fetch some water with his horn that he removed. She ran into her father over the hill and he wanted to take her back but she knew that would only upset the buffalo and said that she would try to appease them. But when she got back her husband buffalo had his buffalo family stamped around. Her father ended up getting torn to pieces. And she ended up crying. Her husband asked why she was crying and she told him that they had killed her father. The buffalo told her that if she could bring her father back from dead he would let her go. So she asked the Magpie to help her collect the pieces of her father and danced a dance that her grandmother taught her to bring back the dead. The buffalo was surprised and told her that if she danced this dance for them to bring them back from death he would teach her the buffalo dance so she could call them. And that is how the Blackfeet got the buffalo dance.

“The Origins of the Buffalo Dance.” StoneEproducktions, 1996. 7 November 2008. http://www.ilhawaii.net/wstang/lore02.html.

Picture: Thiessen, Mark. “Buffalo Dance”. National Geographic, 1996. http://images.google.com. 11 November 2008.

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