My Complication - 1

Btw. this is a drawing of Ami Nagasaki.

5:16 a.m.
I could barely make out what I was doing out here in the first place. I think I was walking. Maybe sleepwalking? I don't know. All I knew is that the sun wasn't up yet and I was outside, dragging myself down the dirt road behind our house. Also, I was very tired.
About halfway down the road is an abandoned farm. I used to play in there with my friends when I was eight. Where did they all go? Why did they abandon me here? I shook my head, tying to clear all the bad thoughts out of my head and trying to get rid of any bad memories. Now that I was aware of where I was going, I kept walking. As long as I get home before 6:00 everything should be okay. It was Sunday after all, no school.

I started to approach the barn, when I stopped and looked at my watch. It was 5:30. I had some time left. It wouldn't hurt to take a peek inside and maybe play around for a bit...That's when I came to my senses. How in the world is it going to look (me, a fourteen year old girl) playing in a barn like some eight-year-old at 5:30 in the morning? Yeah I must be crazy. But then that little voice in my head told me something. I came out here for a reason, didn't I? Something life changing was going to happen, I just KNEW it. Something inside me told me to wait a few more seconds. Like, almost as if I was anticipating something amazing. I knew something very important was going to happen. At any second now my life is going to change forever. Any second now... Any time now... Still waiting... And...nothing.

Well, THAT was a huge letdown. I began to turn around and walk back home, when POW! It hit me! No, literally, it hit me. Well, it hit my shoulder any way. "What the hell?" the sound of my own voiced shocked myself, being that it was the first time I spoke today. "Sorry! My bad!" called the person who ran into me, who was already 5 meters down the road. Gee conscience I walked all the way down here at 5:33 in the morning, to have my shoulder misplaced. Yeah, thanks a lot. That was worth my time. The clumsy jogger ran back towards me and stopped about 2 inches from my face. I consciously took a step away from him, since I didn't brush my teeth before I started wandering this morning. Note to self: Before absently wandering down an old dirt road before sunrise, brush teeth. You never know who you might run into. Anyway, the boy peered down on me and glanced at my shoulder. "You okay?"