Hello human world. The first thing I see in this world were tree’s. I wouldn't have minded so much if they were the pretty one’s from Grimwald, all different colors and just a beautiful site. Nope they're all green and not even a pretty shade of green like sea foam it’s more like a mossy green.
“ I can tell this is going to be fun.” I commented, “ How am I supposed to find my way out of here.”
The next thing I know I get hit with something. It’s white with red stitching and is spherical. A ball of some sorts.
“ Oh my, I’m so sorry I didn’t see you there. You look like you could know my sister, please don’t tell her about this!” A tiny person yelled at me helping me back up.
“ You’re a midget, a midget is yelling at me.” I said in realization.
“ I’m a kid. I’m tall for my age!” the kid informed me. I don’t remember being that small. To be fair I don’t remember a lot of things.
“ Do you happen to know the way out of this forest?” I asked. This kid might be my ticket out of here.
“ yeah, are you lost or something.”
“ Yeah, I’m looking for some people and I can’t seem to find my way out of the forest.” I answered.
“ My dad might be able to help with that. He’s a cop. My name is Isaac Dagwood.” Isaac informed me, “ I’m six!”
Isaac was small, he has short brown hair, and blue eyes. I don’t know why, but I feel like I can trust him.
“ I’m Regan, and I’m fifteen.” I told him.
He grab my hand and started walking me through the forest. Soon we came to the back of a house when he let go of my hand and stopped.
“ We’re here. This is where I live.” he told me.
The next thing I knew I was sitting at the dinner table with Isaac family. Isaac’s dad asked me why i’m here. I don’t know what to say without being all like, “ Yeah so I come from this school full of monsters who protect themselves with this barrier and I’m here to find out more about my past, ‘cause I’m human not a monster like them!”
“Really, Cool can I see it?” Kimberly asked.
Kimberly is Isaac’s older sister. She has Short brown hair and blue eyes. kimberly reminds me of Ailsa with all her energy.
“ Wait did I just say that out loud?” I asked hoping I didn’t.
“ Yeah, wait is that why your bag was moving or why you’re wearing those bunny ear glasses?” asked Isaac. For a midget his sure has a lot of questions.
“ My bag was moving!” I said standing up.
“ Yeah, is it not supposed to do that?” Isaac’s dad questioned.
“ No, I don’t think I-” then it came to me. I ran to my bag and opened it up. Next thing I knew an orange cat came walking out.
“ Thank you for finally letting me out.” said the cat.
“ YOu have a talking cat. Maybe I’m the one that’s crazy.” Isaac’s dad said looking like he’s about to pass out.
“ Talia, really? your father is going to be so mad.” I was starting to get hysterical, “ I don’t know who I should be more mad at. You for sneaking in my bag or me for not knowing sooner.”
Talia changed back into her normal form. I’m so mad that words can’t describe just how mad I am. Not only did I want to do this on my own, but she could be seen as a monster and I don’t want to know if they still burn at the steak.
“ Talia, I hate you.” I said about ready to strangle her.
“ Wait you didn’t think that party was actually for you, did you. ‘Cause if you did, I don’t feel bad one bit. I just needed a diversion so I could sneak into the human world.”
This isn’t just about that. She could get hurt out here if people see her ears and tail. I don’t even know how the Dagwood’s are taking it. Hopefully they understand that I had no part in Talia’s plan, except to be her pon.
“ So cool. Dad can we keep her?” Isaac asked.
“ Son I think she’s a person not a pet!” the dad explained.
“ That’s right, but I would like to know if I could stay awhile?” she asked, “ I figured since you’re letting Regan stay here i could stay, too.”
She can’t be for real. She just thinks they’ll let her stay after the stunt she just pulled.
“ Dad please! I promise I won't ask for anything else till Christmas.” Kimberly said putting her hands together.
“ I don’t know. Regan can she be trusted?” The father asked.
“ I don’t know, can you be trusted to help us keep her secret?” I asked.
I know I don’t like Talia, but if she’s going to stay here she’s going to want to keep her being a monster on a need to know basis.
“ Anything we can do to help we will.” the father nodded.
“ Good now where can I sleep?” Talia asked looking around.
I have only been here for a few minutes and it seems like these people are use to monsters. I’m I just that crazy? No, something's up and I’m going to get to the bottom of it! Wait what am I saying, I got a mission I need to stick to. I can’t be focusing on all the wrong things, but something is definitely up.
“ Well we only have one guest room so one of you is going to have to sleep in Kimberly’s room with her.” The father informed us.
“ You can sleep in the guest room, Talia.” I said calming myself.
“Sounds like a plan!” Isaac said sitting down on the floor.
“ Talia I must ask, do you plan on helping me or did you just want to go sightseeing?” I questioned.
“ Well, I want to go sightseeing, but if you need me, I guess I can help.” she responded.
“ Well I’m going to order a pizza what would you kids want?” the father asked.
“ What’s Pizza?” Talia asked.
“ You don’t know what pizza is!” Kimberly yelled.
“ No, we don’t have pizza in Grimwald.” I answered.
“ Get the usual dad!” Kimberly said.
“ Is this pizza a human tradition?” I asked.
“ Well kind of. Not all humans like pizza though.” Isaac informed me.
So a human tradition that not everyone has to take a part in. Interesting to say the least. I wonder how many other human tradition are like this.
“ Isaac earlier you hit me with a spherical object. What is it called?” I asked.
“ You mean my Baseball?” Isaac inquired.
“ Do you not have Baseball in Grimwald?” Kimberly asked.
“ No, not that I know of anyway.” I responded.
Were the same, yet so different. I always thought I stood out in Grimwald because I was a human. Now I know that’s far from the case. I wonder if all human are this different from each other or if they are the same. If that’s the case how do the separate humans into categories? Are there some that are more superior than others? So many questions, but only one of which is going to get answered.
Soon the pizza came. There were three kinds Cheese, pepperoni, and sausage. Talia and I both grabbed one of each kind. I don’t know how I feel about the Pepperoni or sausage, but I like the cheese. After we all finished eating Isaac had to go to bed while the rest of us stayed up and watch “TV”. When the episode of “Space Captains” were over the three of us went to bed. The father, however, stayed up and I’m not sure for how long for, because once my head hit that pillow I was out. That night I had no dream just blackness.
When I woke up Kimberly was still passed out on her bed. So I decided to go down stairs and maybe find a place to start my hunt. When I got down there, however, Kimberly’s father was down in the kitchen making something. It smelt warm, slightly sweet, and bread like.
“ Oh, good morning Regan. How did you sleep?” The father asked.
“ Good and yourself?”
“ Ok, say you want a Pancake? They have chocolate chips in them!” He promised.
“ Sure, I’d love to try some. Hey, um, you never told me your name.” I informed him.
“ It’s Neilson, but you can call me Neil.” He told me handing me a plat with, what I presumed to be, a pancake. The pancake was a light brown color with dark brown spots. Not the prettiest food I've seen, but it tasted so good. I wonder way Grimwald doesn’t have this.
“ This is delicious Neil.”
“ Well when Kimberly and Isaac wake up can you tell them that there plates are ready. I got to get heading to work.” he asked me.
“ Sure thing.” I replied, “ Quick question, where do you think I should start looking?”
“ The library might have some old newspapers from ten years ago.” he educated me, “ Kimberly can show you where it is.”
“ Thank you.”
“ No need to thank me. I’m just doing what I feel is right.” Neil told me as he walked out.
I finished eating my pancake then pulled out my I-Monster. I have twenty texts from Ailsa alone. All asking me if I’m coming back yet. I sent Ailsa a text saying “ No but I’d tell her when.” After that Talia came walking down the stairs.
“ What’s that smell. It’s making me hungry.” Talia asked.
“ Pancakes. Neil made them.”
“Who’s Neil?”
“ It’s Kimberly’s father’s name.” I informed her.
“ Oh well did he make some for me?”
“ Is there three plates on the table there?”
“ Yeah.”
“ Then yes he did make a plate for you.”
That’s all we said to each other. I’m still mad at her for using me. I mean just when I think she had changed and trying to say sorry for years of hate, but I’m the dumb one to think that, right? After ten minutes of pure silence Kimberly and Isaac came down the stairs.
“ Hey your dad made you two some pancakes.” I told them.
“ Thank you Dad!” Isaac said holding his hands together and tilting his head to the ceiling.
I really want to find my family and have this. Waking up to pancakes, filled with so much energy and love. I never realized how much I was missing out on.
“ Hey Kimberly your dad said I should start at the library. Can you show me where it is?”
“ Yeah, but what’s with all the talk about doing it yourself? You might have been alone at the start, but you have us now and we’re going to help you.” Kimberly ashored me.
I remember having a similar conversation with Tucker a few years back. I’m glad she reminded me that I’m not alone in this. I still want to be the one to find out about my family, though.
“ That’s what I meant.” I said.
“ We will head out after Isaac and I finish your pancake’s. Then we’ll drop Isaac off at his friend's house and head to the library. If we have time we’ll go to the mall or something.”
Just then my phone vibrated. It was Tucker. He wanted to know if Talia was with me. So I told him all about her plan and why she had the party in the first place. When I was done I saw that everyone was staring at me.
“ What did I do?” I asked.
“ Nothing. Who’s texting you though?” Isaac asked.
“ Oh, Tucker. Talia’s brother.”
“ What does he want?” Talia asked with a worried expression.
“ Oh don’t worry Talia. I just told him everything!” I informed her.
“ I know you hate me, but why?”Talia asked, “ It’s not like you’ll get anything out of it.”
“ I know. I just hate lying to you brother. Especially when he’s just worried about you.”
Talia gave me a look of confusion. Then Kimberly asked, “ What does Tucker look like?” Talia pulled out her phone and opened up a picture of him. She took a long look before saying, “ I ship it!”
“ What?” I asked, “ What does ship mean?”
“ It means I think you two, you and Tucker, would make a cute couple.” she answered pointing at the picture of tucker and me.
Me and Tucker, where is she getting this. I would tell all my friends the truth. Has she never had friends so close to you they feel more like family. If not that would explain it. All the sudden there was a knock at the door.
“ Hey Kimmy you home?” said a male voice.
“ Yeah, the doors unlocked if you want to let yourself in.” Kimberly answered, “ And what did I say about calling me kimmy?”
“ DOn’t.” the boy said walked in. The boy was about two inches taller then Kimberly and had black emo hair similar to kimberly’s except her’s is blond.
“ Does every human your age have that haircut?” Talia asked.
“ I don’t.” I responded.
“ You don’t count.” she informed me.
“ No not all teens have this hair style.” The boy answered. He seems unfazed by the Meif’wa sitting at his friends table.
“ Oh and I like your cosplay. You make it yourself?” He proceeded to ask. This might work in our favor. People will think it’s just a Cosplay, whatever that is.
“ Are you talking about my ears, because the ears are real.” Talia replied.
“ What? Are you sick or something?” He asked.
“ No she’s a Meif’wa a monster from Grimwald and I’m a human I go there too. I’m here to find out more about my past and she’s here for sightseeing.” I said as blunt as I could.
“ Is she for real?” He asked Kimberly.
“ Yep, why did you tell him?” Kimberly asked.
“ He seems like he might be able to help. What’s your name?” I questioned. He told me his name’s Ashton, but that I could call him Ash. After we dropped off Isaac at his friend's house, we lost Talia. Hopefully she knows her way back, because I’m not wasting time looking all over the town for a selfish Meif’wa as herself.
“ So what exactly are we looking for?” Ashton asked.
“ Newspapers dated around ten years ago.” Kimberly told him.
“ Wow, you’ve been out of town for a while haven’t you.” He said like it was a statement rather than a question.
“ To be fair she might not have had a choice.” Kimberly said.
“ She’s right. I don’t know that much about my past. There’s a lot I have yet to find out and that’s why I’m here now.”
“ May I ask a question?” Ashton asked.
“ You just did!” I joked.
“ I mean another one that might be little personal.” He said, I gave him a look of confusion, “ You don’t have to answer it if it’s to personal.”
“ Sure.”
“ Why are you doing this? I mean you don’t seem like you want to know that much.” he asked.
“ What do you mean. Of course I want to find out about my past.” I responded.
“ Then why are we looking for Talia instead of going to the library?” Ashton questioned.
He had a point. Even though I hate Talia and want to find out about my past, I chose to go after Talia. Maybe, somewhere deep down, inside I don’t want to know about my past.
After two more hours of searching, laughing, and talking we found Talia. She was at this statue of a male human riding a horse. When I asked Kimberly who the statue was of she said, “ I don’t know. I don’t think we have learned about him yet in school.” I walked up to it in search for a plaque saying a name or something, but to no avail. After a quick letcher about leave the group without telling someone and a pit stop to a fast food restaurant, we went home.
“ Why didn’t we go to the library. Isn’t a partial day of looking better than nothing?” Ashton asked.
“ My Dad texted me that he might have found something and to meet him here.” Kimberly Answered.
“ Why didn’t you tell us sooner.” Talia asked.
Still thinking about the whole ‘ Finding Talia instead of learning more about myself thing.’ Do I really not want to find out that bad. I do tend to tell myself that it’s for my friends’ to continue.
“ I didn’t expect you two to complain as much as you do! I mean Regan doesn’t seem to mind and this is about HER past, not your’s.”
“ You know you’re right. Regan why aren’t you the one freaking out?” Aston asked staring at me.
“ I am, on the inside.” I responded, “ I tend to do that.”
“ Wow, if you didn’t have those bunny eared glasses on I say you are as emo as it gets.” Ashton told me.
“ What’s an emo?” Talia ask seeming like she was changing the subject.
“ A style of rock music resembling punk but having more complex arrangements and lyrics that deal with more emotional subjects.” Neil said walking in from the back entrance.
I hesitated before saying, “ Cool, I think? So what did you find Neil?”
“ I might have found a missing person's report from ten years ago with a picture of the little girl who was never found.” he informed us.
“ Really can I see it!” I asked. He handed me an envelope filled with paperwork and one picture, “ It was the only picture they could find of the missing girl. The strangest part is that the parents aren’t the one’s who filled the report.”
“ There not?” Talia said suddenly interested in what’s going on.
“ No from the looks of it a Parent of one of the kids friends did. Neil is this all you found on the girl?” I asked.
“ Yes, but I’m still waiting on my buddy to mail me more info on the kid and her family.” he brought us up to speed.
“ Do you really think this child could be me?” I asked walking up to Talia and showing the picture to her.
“ No, I think that your parents are alive and wanting you back!” Ashton tried to comfort me.
“ I don’t know. The kid in the picture does look a little like you. The only difference is the kid’s hair is longer than Regan’s was.” Talia commented.
She’s right the kid has red hair like mine and the only difference is she has hair down to her waist. I’ve never had hair that long.
“ I’m guessing that the kid doesn’t have a name?” Neil said as if it was a question.
“ No the person who reported the missing kid said that they couldn’t remember the name, but that her son had made a point that he had not seen his friend at school for awhile.” I answered.
“ So that kid could have moved and just not have told anybody.” Talia added.
“ That’s a good possibility, but who knows?” Kimberly said.
This is frustrating. We only just begun and yet I have more questions than answers. Well at least this is a step forward. After a little freaking out by Talia and I, we picked up Isaac up, had dinner, and went to bed.
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