Jasmynn Jackson January 24, 2014 Dream Week *My name is being called over and over again as I am wrestling with this stupid ball gown that I have to wear even the housekeepers are having trouble getting all these buttons and snaps to fasten not to mention my hair wont stay and this makeup they have placed on me feels like its melting off as I sigh as the pull on it and lacing the back up as I hear my name and yell back.*~Im trying daddy dont have a stroke!!!~*He bellows again and I finally hear its ready but Im stopped before I leave my room my makeup has to be retouched as well as my hair and Ive truly come to hate these events nothing is left to chance and it takes a full day of being groomed by whomever my daddy has chosen to come that day and as Im now sixteen Im required to go to these boring drab events even though I would much rather just stay home or hang out with my friends but nope that cant happen Im shuffled around. I leave my room and finally descend the staircase as I approach my daddy as he tells me I look perfect and now we can go and maybe find me an appropriate suitor this evening as I roll my eyes as I have no idea why he cares about that and its just a waste of time but I remain quiet as we leave for the event.* *The event turns out just as I figured nothing but being passed around the room from young male to the next having to dance with them all as I pout and frown from the ache of my feet with my shoes killing me, I ask several times if we can leave and each time Im denied as always, getting scolded about being rude as we are guests at this splendid gathering. I manage to get through the evening somehow as soon as we arrive home, I dash upstairs to shed these uncomfortable clothes for something more my taste and go back downstairs as I hear my father talking among other males as I smell the stench of the cigars and could careless of what they are chatting about creeping past them as I make my way through the house into the back yard and walk around fr a bit growing closer to the open fields and woods as I do I look around and shift becoming the panther that I would much rather be than stuck at some stupid ball. Dashing at full speed and growing further from my house and the control of my father even if its only for a short while.* *Playing around for what seems like only a short period of time and then laying around on the ground as I love being shifted since ever sense I have is heightened, I stay still and quiet as I listen to the other sounds all around me I can hear the bees buzzing, the birds singing, the babbling brook and even kids playing far away as the jump rope strikes the pavement and they giggle, I relax and let myself stay just where I am not ever wanting to return to human form this way is so much more peaceful and tranquil but I know all to soon I will have to return to my house and I best enjoy my time in nature. Taking my time walking around each peak and valley through the woods and all the way to the small creek down the path as I play in the water splashing it around and laughing of course it comes out as a growl but having fun regardless when a gun shot blasts through the air and I instantly look around for where it came from but not knowing all I know to do is run as I charge full speed trying to get back home I know its not far that is all I have to do is make it there and nothing will happen. The gun starts firing over and over the shots growing closer barely missing me, I can see my house its right in my sight.
Posted on: Wed, 29 Jan 2014 18:14:37 +0000
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