Night Light

• Amelia Kirkwood, Grade 10
• Short Story
• 2021

I was swept away at the dark of night, not a single peep was made. They were walking with such pride, and yet they were as silent as a feather. They carried me, holding my back within their arms, treating me as if I were an antique cup. The way they communicated with others, it was if they were happy with life, although they took me for a reason, they must be regretting their decision by now. I cried and cried, almost screaming, this didn't make sense, why was I being taken. Maybe I was going to a better place but I wouldn't know. When they stopped walking, they set me down, laying my back on. "Who be the on that swiped me", but alas they had left. I looked up to see a bigger man, he was like a oversized marshmallow but if looks could kill. He hugged me, thanking me for what I've done, but I didn't do anything. It occurred that I couldn't remember who I was and I could only remember when they were running. The man acclaimed to be my relative and wanted to take me in, I was scared but I needed a place to go. I got up and he took me by the hand. When we arrived to his place he had wacked me on the head with a pan. My head felt like it was splitting into two, my vision was blurr, I laid my head at rest. When I awoke I couldn't remember a thing but the wind was blowing my hair away. I was swept away at the dark of night, noise followed me everywhere. There was metal contraptions moving as fast as a bullet. There was noise following me everywhere we went. The man that took me, he was screaming in pain, then I felt it, the shock of the object scared me half to death. He was shot. He fell over and plumped to the ground. I got up in disbelief, I stared the metal contraption in the eye. The bullet hit me in the leg, I almost stumbled over but I could stand up after a while. The men that shot me asked me something but I zoned out. What a wonderful world I am in now.