Prolouge

Shock, sadness, anger, more emotions I couldn't handle all at once. Tears streaming down my face to the point it burnt like a wildfire. A sight that would scar me for the rest of my life.

Right, I should tell you the beginning before you all get confused...

It was a hot summer night and my throat was as dry as a desert. So I went downstairs to grab a cup of water to heal my throat of the pain. But I didn't know what would happen when I turned the corner. I witnessed my parents get into an argument that elevated to something serious. They were screaming at each other back and forth, but I could figure out one thing. My mom retorted back about something about my dad sleeping with another woman.

Of course, young little me wouldn't understand what that meant until I figure it out later in life. But what happened next made me rethink what the man my dad was. I gasped as I saw him slap my mom across the face, sending her slamming into the counter behind her.

'Why would dad slap mom?!' I thought as I rushed back to my room, trying not to bawl out into tears on the way up the stairs. I saw my room as I crept up the last step, quickly rushing to the room quietly. As I closed the door and locked it, I couldn't help but start bawling into tears as I slowly crept to my bed and fall face-first into my pillow.

I couldn't care less about what happened next, 'Why is this happening?' I thought as I pulled the covers over my small and cold body. I looked to my right as I saw the Princess Luna plushie from the show My Little Pony. I grabbed the stuffed toy and wrapped both of my arms around it, embracing it in a tight hug. It was the only thing that would keep me safe when my mom and dad would fight.

"I wish I was far away from here..." I said to myself in a whisper. "I was far away from here, far from my dad," I asked myself as tears start to roll down my puffed out cheeks. I was about to fall asleep when I barely heard my doorknob jiggle. I had extensive hearing loss due to 36 ear infections about a year ago, that's when my mom and dad moved into separate rooms in our house. I quickly hid my Luna plushie so no one would see it, afraid that they'll laugh at me for having a toy like it.

I would always be made fun at school for liking a 'girly show'. Being bullied by 5th graders for it became a routine every day at recess, I would always ask the teacher for help, but they didn't care. I became emotionless at school, refusing to talk to anyone but my friends. Coming home I would put on a happy smile, but underneath it I was depressed. I was broken out of thought when the door was unlocked and opened by someone, I quickly made it look like I was sleeping. I could barely hear the person's footsteps as it walked towards my bed and kneel next to it.

"Are you ok kid?" It asked, sounding muffled as always. But I could tell it was male, but it sounded with authority and with worry. I slowly turned over to look at him to see what he looked like. My eyes widen in surprise as who this person was.

He wore a dark blue outfit with a receiver strapped to its chest, a belt holding multiple things. Including a gun, 'wait... a gun?!?' I screamed in my head as I figured out who this person was. It was a police officer as he looks at me with a worried expression plastered across his face. He noticed my frightened reaction and stepped back.

"I'm sorry for startling you, but I heard from your mom that you ran up her as you saw her get hit, right?" He questioned softly. He sounded more clearly now as I looked at him, it was the only way I could hear someone properly. I slowly nodded as I uncovered myself from my sheets.

"Yea..." I said quietly.

"What's your name son?" he questioned.

"My na... name is Michael Bunker," I answered as I knew the authority of the officer in front of me. I shifted uncomfortably on my bed and this didnt go unnoticed by the officer.

"I see that you're uncomfortable at the moment," he asked.

I nodded my head, not wanting to continue the confrontation. But I looked up at him with tears strolling down my cheeks, as the official notice this, he couldn't help but hug me.

"I know that you probably have a lot going through your head at the moment, but I came up here to let you know it's going to be alright." He explained. "But your mom is going to be going away for a while."

The world I've known for so long had just shattered. 'They're sending mom away! But it was dad that slapped mom, not her!' I raced through my thoughts. The dad I knew is now a person that I never want to see again. I pushed out of the officer's grasp, grabbing the Luna plushie and rushed out the door. I wanted to have something to keep me safe if things went south.

I couldn't hear the officer yelling for me to come back, but I knew he was. I didnt want to see him or my dad, I wanted to see my mom, but her being sent away for something I could never understand. I rushed down the stairs to the front door and swung it open, rushing outside to see my mom. I saw her in the back of a police car with a tear-stained face. She saw me on the porch of my house and started to bawl.

I ran as fast as my little legs can carry me towards the police car, but it would all be in vain as I was grabbed by someone. I look behind me to see the man I didnt want to see right now, my dad.

"Come on now, let's get back to your room," he commanded as I was being dragged back to the house. I thrashed around, trying to get away from the monster my dad had become.

"Let go of me!" I screamed as a thought came to my head. I looked to my dad's arm and big on it as hard as I could. I knew it would probably be something I would regret for the rest of my life, but I didnt care, I wanted to get as far away from my father. He screamed as he let go of me and held his arm in pain.

I saw my chance to run to the police car and try to get my mom free, but it was too late...

I looked on as the police car pulled away from the house and onto the street, for me to never see again, but I didnt care. I picked up the Luna plushie that fell out of my grasp and ran as far as my legs could carry me, I couldn't care less of what would happen to my dad, all I cared about it getting my mom back. I saw the police car pulling away from me as it increased its speed down the road.

"No!" I yelled, putting more energy and force into my little legs and pushed onward. I could feel my legs giving out under me, it burnt like hell but that wouldn't stop me. I managed to get a little closer to the vehicle, I almost got to the window of the car, but my legs gave out before I could grab ahold. I felt pain as I landed on my shoulder onto the hard concrete sidewalk, I held in a scream as I grunted to get a look at where I was.

I look as the police car wasn't in sight, I started to panic. "Where's the car? Where am I?" I panicked as I picked up the stuffed Luna plushie. I held it in a tight hug as I painfully got back up into a standing position. I slowly walked around for a bit, but I realized that I would have to go back to the house to grab clothes and food if I wanted to survive. But I didnt want to go back to that house, not while my dad is at the house.

I walked for what seemed like hours until I saw a park next to a forest. 'Wait, I don't remember a forest near the park?' I thought. Of course, dumb little me, I decide to enter the unknown first cause I had nothing better to do. As I entered the dark forest, I start to reflect on what to do. I don't want to go back to my house, I don't want to see my dad ever again.

I want to save my mom, but what can I do? I cant walk into a police station and beg for them to release my mom, they would send me back to the house. I then started to notice that the forest colors were becoming brighter, more like a cartoon. I decided to hold my Luna plushie closer to me, getting scared at the sudden changes to the forest. It even seemed thicker than it was when I entered.

"Why does everything look like I'm in a cartoon?" I said to myself. I looked behind me to see if the regular forest was behind me, but it wasn't, it was the same cartoon colored forest I've been walking through. I then got lost on what I was talking about, I couldn't remember what happened a few minutes ago. "What was I talking about?" I asked myself.

I was walking through that forest for what seemed like hours until I came across a clearing into a big and open field. I gaped in aw at the sight of the field in front of me. Then I started to panic a little as to my knowledge.

"I don't think I'm in Texas anymore..."

Author's Note

-Disclaimer-

The prologue of this story is true, this is a part of my past and it was hard to bring it back up from the depths of my mind. The only things that weren't true were the Princess Luna plushie(The show wasn't made yet), me running away from home, and biting my dad. I was too traumatized to think properly, I fell into despair.

Despite my past, I still love my dad, but I can't see him as the man I once knew. I live with my mom now and I get to see my dad every other weekend. Despite this gloomy past, I held it in, I hope you enjoy this little story that could become something big. Catch you later!