Runaway Faraway chapter 2

I limped into the civilized building. For the first time, I saw real people. It was a facinating sight, really. But then again, Sam's chunky hand still gripped mine, and Suzie held the ducktape. I was afraid to ask.

"Ow! Ow! OW!!!! I can't walk!!" I kept screaming in my mind. Of course, that's what I wanted to say. But who would? Not Haili No Name. Certainly not me!

For one thing, you're probably wondering about my leg. It's gray. Yes ducktape! Layers and layers of gray ducktape! But no... that's not why Suzie is carrying it. Oh, I can imagine. Her layering the ducktape over my mouth.

Don't worry, I'm ratting them out! When the doctor says, "Now sweetie, what happened? Are you okay?" You know, in that babyish voice.

This is what I'm going to say, "NO! SAM AND FAT SUZIE HERE SHOT ME! YES, A GUN, A FULLY LOADED GUN, RIGHT IN THE LEG! THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED! I'M TREATED LIKE AN ANIMAL SLAVE WITH THEM! TAKE ME AWAY FROM THEM BEFORE I DIE!"

Well.... that is what I would say, if only I could. I never went to school, I don't know much English.

Doctor Steethis, dressed in white, stared peculiar at me as soon as he layed eyes on me.

I wish I could say, "Yes Doctor, I'm anerexic. Only cause they don't feed me. I'm a desperate 49 pound girl who's weight is dropping. Help me please."

But I sat there nodding.
"Agreed." I answered quietly.