Muddy Colored Maddie: A Short Story

Muddy Colored Maddie Do you ever get so close to someone you can feel them mentally like if something bad happens to them you can feel it even if they don’t tell you. Yeah I had that. Goodbye is such a weird word isn't it. I mean what it it is saying is the bye is good when it's not at all bye isn’t a good thing. But somehow saying goodbye makes it better. It doesn’t because if you say bye or even goodbye it means that something or someone is leaving which is never good. What happened it you don’t see that person the last thing you heard from them was goodbye. It’s like they know they're leaving. I hate goodbyes. I’m rambling on again aren't I? I have done that a lot since...
Muddy colored Maddie. I was the only one that really called her
Why didn’t I do more to stop it? Why didn’t I give one violent lash out like I would stop everything. Why? All those years of twisting our ropes of life together and just as simple as snapping your fingers it all untied. And now I’m walking down steps that go to a truck that I don’t want. Everything seems like it is going into slow motion and I don’t know if I want it to stay in slow motion or come back to the reality where I don't want to go Like my judgement and vision is blurry and I’m fighting I resists each and every erg to go back or to scream or to run away but I keep going forward.But I felt something like a pounding of a snare drum rattling away to a march. Why was my heart racing? What’s going on? And I knew she was getting scared that I was leaving her. And my heart was pounding like a cherokee drum. Because I knew that this would be the last time. I have no control over my body anymore, it’s not mine. My part of my body has left as soon as I sat down in that seat the part of me that was Levi left, and what entered was not the same as what left. My part the one I knew was me left and went back to Muddy colored Maddie, that me had courage. This new me just sat there with a stupid pitiful look on his face. I hate this new