Willow's Wilderness

Willow's Wilderness

I am now with my new family. The sister I was told I had is here, but she is not what I was expecting at all. She is not like me, so how can we possible be sisters? Whomever told me this fact was either lying, I have much experience with that, or there's something I'm missing?

I remember contacting her once on Instagram, we exchanged photos. I told her of my recurring dreams of the strange lifeless forest, and been lost in its depth for so long. I have that dream most nights, the only relief from it when I am too exhausted to dream.

I try to keep my secrets from both of them, Kimberley and the Human until I learn to trust again, but it's going to be a long journey to get there. I am trying to blend in and look like one of them, my clothes are my disguise. Underneath I am so different.

But, I have took my first step.

The artificial man-made material feels so rough against my skin. At least with cotton and wool it's more natural, but still influenced by man, they seem to spoil everything they touch. I wish I could magic everything better, but I don't have that kind of influence, and against man my magic is practically useless.

August 29th, I have tried many hair styles to help blend in with my new life. None are my true self, but this nice long auburn hair is pretty close. I feel comfortable for the first time and it also seems to helps hide my secrets. I really don't want to have to leave this place this time, I am slowly starting to settle. But maybe that's my problem, I start to get comfortable and then I let things slip.

Then there is my "Sister?"

Kimberley is a nice girl, she really is. But she is distrustful of me, and watches me like a hawk. I can't breath with her around me all the time. It's like she knows I am different than all others, and is trying to suss out what is different about me. But if she does, then it would be time for me to move on again.

She can never know!

So Kimberley and I had a great day.

She is really funny and we joked a lot about life in general.

Poor Honcho gets a lot of criticism and when we go silent when he enters the room, the look on his face is priceless. I think it’s a game Kim plays a lot with him as he commented , not you two conspiring as well?

Its getting really late so better be heading to bed. But yes, a great day

❤️ ❤️ ❤️

I'm sure you don't have secrets Sara, you seem quite open.

Yes I feel a lot better about Kimberly now. :)

Wednesday Evening - 7th Sep 2022

Well, that went so badly, one of my worst days in a long time. I thought I was much brighter than this, but that Kimberley, she is something else. She has a way of getting under my skin and winding me up. Now, yet again, I think I have blown it to be part of this family, or any family!

I have a friend I call now and then, when things get on top of me, or I feel overwhelmed, usually something to do with me. I guess its selfish, but he likes to try and help, and he does, much of the time.

Sometimes we talk for what seems like hours, other times its short and heated. This time we were disagreeing about the situation I was in. I was not feeling comfortable. Honcho was nice and polite, but he is a stranger. I don't know him. Kimberley is supposed to be my sister, I heard this a few times but I'm not sure from whom and where. Maybe it was in the forest dream and not real at all...

Well my sister she certainly is not. She is not like me. And she seems to watch me like a hawk, suffocating me.

She is nice and all that, but there's something in her eyes when she looks at me.... a supremacy maybe. I sense mistrust in her. I think I will fail here because of her and it keeps a distance between us no matter how friendly we seem to get.

I think when it comes down to it.... I don't trust her!

Tonight, I can't prove anything, but I feel Kimberley was doing her usual snooping thing when I was talking to my friend, Alfie. Our conversation had turned quite heated I guess, he was trying to stop me from panicking over my "New Family" when I bared my soul, so to speak in the heat of the moment....

Earlier that night....

Kimberley could hear the conversation coming from the studio.

It was just murmuring at this point, but she could hear the odd word, such as don't trust, and did she hear Kimberley is annoying...?

She paused not sure if she wanted to go any further, but as she did creep on as silently as she could... Willows voice became clearer...
Willow "I'm telling you, they aren't right, Alfie. I think they belong to some organisation or something... they have me close so they can watch me. Especially that girl.

"She is so obvious, she's spying on me! Waiting for me to slip up, just like the rest of them.... no its not in my head. Not this time!"

Willow then seemed to be listening to the inaudible squeaky voice of her comrade from the phone, and seemed to relax a little at whatever he was telling her.

"Perhaps you're right and they aren't watching me, I'll try and give them a benefit Alfie, but I think you're wrong....

"Well, good night. Speak soon...."

It was when Willow pulled the phone from her ear that unknown to her at the time, her fears had befalling her, and her secret was out....

Kimberley nearly gasped out loud when she saw the truth, she ducked out of sight and tried to catch her breath and stop herself from fainting...

Alfie had told her not to worry and that it was all in her head, but her elfin senses had alerted her to danger. She had to have a look, and hurried to the door.

But the hall seemed to be empty. In the living room was the sound of the TV playing and flicking light danced on the ceiling.

Still, those butterflies were in a right state, and a feeling of utter dread hung in the air like a soggy blanket of doom.

So if she was to move on from here, to god alone knew where as she had exhausted all her contacts and the "professionals" had all given up on her, she had to find her own kind. It was the only way.

Scanning google and the open web had revealed nothing at all in all the years she had studied it. It was the deep web she needed to look. Maybe even the dark web. She had already downloaded a suitable browser... and imputed her search string.

"Ah, this is interesting...."

I need a username and password to access this realm... there's only one person I know who could possible have, or at least get such a thing. Getting hold of him.... not so easy! And he always had a price.....

Perhaps for another day, if I'm here another day...

That girl.... Maybe I should try some magic on her? Turn her into a...

"Hey Willow...."

Shit!! It was Story!!!!
Quickly Willow minimised the screen and swung round.

"Hey Story'. Watz up?"

"Just passing. What are you up too?"

"Ohhh... nothing."

He made a little bit of a face before wandering off.

"Whew!!!!"

Meanwhile, in the Sitting Room Kimberley in total shock at what she discovered cuddles up on the couch, trying to come to terms with it all.

Her eyes slowly rise to the sound of the TV, playing infront of her and her eyes widen in disbelief!

"Oh My god! Oh my God!!!!"

She contemplates it for a moment, then comes to the only logical conclusion....

Bloody hell, Willow's a gawd darn ALIEN!!!!

Hello Sara, nice to see you, I miss seeing you around so much.

I know about the elves and the fairies. But they aren't real, right? She has to be a Vulcan, right? Or some other alien race, there's loads of them about, aren't they. No the wonder she's so secretive. Wait until I tell Honcho!... He loves aliens.... :D

Errrrr, I'm starting to get a little confused here, ever since Willow gave me that green soup a couple of days ago.

Honcho didn't tell me about willow the wisps, just Willow. I can see the photo of her, is she real?

I tried to tell Honcho about Willow, but just how do you tell someone they might have an alien in the house. Is she a friendly alien like Mr Spock, or a bad alien like the Klingons, or that ghastly Predator. I wonder if she has a laser weapon? I wonder if she can beam from place to place.... Hey, I wonder if she has Green Blood! I must see.....

Hiya everyone,

Great story. I can’t wait to hear what happens next. I hope Dr Spock makes an appearance - I’d like to give him a big hug. ☺️

I’ve got some long ears in my family. There’s Storm, Neytiri, Molly, Blizzard and Ivana (she’s a giant bunny!)

Lots and of love from Miss K,

XOXO

I too wondering what happens next. Kim seems to have locked herself in her room with a big flask, and Willow is more distant than usual. Quite household ATM. I'm getting loads of work done LOL!

This has been a challenging time for me. I been worrying about been discovered that I'm not quite human, and been forced to flee from non approving looks, rude comments and the rest of it. I've had it my entire life and even as an adult, I still get apprehensive of the disdain humans have for those that are different.

Last week, I sat in my room, mulling over the possibility that I may soon be homeless once more, when I heard an almighty CRASH! I distinctively rushed out to see an alarming sight...

My "Sister" was flat out unconscious. At least she was breathing as I could see her frame move with every breath, and a soft moan started to come from her as she stirred. I reached out...

She was clearly out of it, her eyes dilated and her movements slow and painful.

I helped her into a sitting position as she murmured unintelligible things under laboured breath. I heard "My Arm Hurts," but that's all I could make out.

"Are you alright, What happened?" I uttered, knowing only too well she wouldn't be comprehending words at this moment. I'd seen people who had received quite a beating from others behave similar, it could be minutes, or even hours before she was fully cognizant!

Then she looked right at me...

Then uttered those immortal words..
"You're an alien!"

"Whatever you say," I told her. "So what happened?"

She swayed a little, as though she was about to pass out again.

"I don't know. The world is spinning. Don't you feel it?"

I could see she was in a bad way, I mean, her eyes were glazing over, even as i looked at her. She was struggling to breath.

I told her to get to her feet and somehow we managed to get to the bedroom where I lay her down.

Poor Kimberley. I hope she makes a quick recovery. She's very lucky to have a lovely Alien sister to look after her.

So I got her tucked in and there she lay, like a little child with chicken pox, miserable, pathetic, pleading for it all to go away. I felt her brow and she was burning! That was some feat for a doll, but this girl was in a bad way!

"Do you still visit the forest?" Kim murmured.

I was taken aback by this for a moment. I hadn't Dreamt of the forest in many days now and it was becoming like a distant memory.

"I'd like to go there, to the forest..."

Her breathing was getting noisier, like she was struggling to get air into her lungs. Her eyes were open, but her gaze seemed to look past me, like she was looking into that forest, through all those crooked tree trunks and off into the distance. I felt a huge knot in my stomach. She was Dying. Right in front of my eyes!

"Kimberley, what HAVE you been doing to get like this? Have you been meddling with magic?"

It was a silly question as this thimble of a girl wouldn't have the slightest idea about the art of magic. But something magical was happening here, I could feel it. Dolls don't get ill like this, they are vulnerable to many, many dangers, but really serious illness like this, it is rare!

Then, with a force like being hit by a truck it came to me, the reason. I raced as fast as I could to the kitchen, but knew what I would see, but hoping I was going to be wrong anyway...

The pan with my magic concoction, it was gone. I could visualise right now exactly where!

"That Stupid Stupid Girl!!!!!"

I knew now how much danger she was in. I hurried back muttering over and over under my breath

"He'll Kill me.... He's going to KILL ME!

So I gentle sat down next to her, feeling more guilty than I had ever done in my entire life. How could I have been so stupid and selfish to leave that brew out, for days while I sulked in that room! This hiding my identity thing, it was becoming too heavy a burden to carry anymore, and the older I got the worse it was becoming. Now it cost this innocent, yet thieving little girl her life! Damit, he'll bloody well kill me if anything happens to her!

I contemplated what to do. There was only one thing I could do. It was risky, It was Sooooooo risky!

As I looked down into almost still body, only the slightest of sounds of breath now she was near the end, I decided to tell her my secret before I did what has to be done. The risky thing...

"When you saw my ears Kimberley, you weren't wrong. I am a alien of sorts...

"I'm an Elf."

But when I looked down, her eyes were closed. She hadn't seen.

The time had come. I could put it off no longer. I closed my eyes, thought HAPPY thoughts, then made my enchantment

"I pray to the light.... the all powerful light.....

"Chase away the dark. Let life flow where there is none...

"Cleanse this body of the harm of my mistake...

and bring love back into our world...

The light of the incantation flowed from my hand and sank deep within the girls chest, where her heart is. I waited.

At least she hadn't bust into flame, or turned into the doll from a Chucky film. Her breathing actually sounded better, or was that just my imagination tricking me. Nothing really had changed. In heard the door open in the hall. Honcho had returned.

Fearfully I gave her a kiss on the brow, then left the room.

I interacted with Story in the usual way, without letting onto the horror of the night, and what was in the bedroom. He didn't notice my fearful glances in that direction, I was an expert at hiding such things. All I could do was pray that the magic would find it in its heart to work it's wonders. But in the past, it had never really worked out too well. So with a broken heart, I planned my escape for the next morning.....

Poor Kimberley, I hope Willow's spell works. Great photos, too, the ball of light in the spell is good

Aweee, thanks Skorpa, that's really kind of you. Conclusion of this story should be up tonight. :)

Early next morning, I packed my bag as quietly as I could. I only took what few clothes I came with and one or two additions that I really liked. They would remind me of Kimberley...

Once ready, I scanned my room one last time

I heard the distant rumble of traffic as I headed for the door. Otherwise it was eerily quiet. Kimberly was usually just getting up at this time, crashing about on her bolted feet as she went through her early morning routine of a trip to the bathroom.

Not this morning though. I used to scold her for the noise, but now I yearned for it....

It was Story I was worried about, I didn't want to try and explain why I was bailing. How could I explain it and not sound like a monster.

I tip toed to the door, the morning sun already starting to shine through the windows

I actually got my hand on the door handle when I heard a movement behind me. A familiar TAP TAP.

I span round, dropping my bag!

I scared in disbelief, as I didn't trust my eyes...

There she was, stretching the night away before heading to the bathroom, as usual...

She was still weak, her movements were not as brisk as she usually was, but she seemed... OK... The magic Had for once, worked!

The emotions that swept through me. Relief. Joy. Terror that I had almost run from... nothing.

I hurried back to my room to unpack. Joyfully this time. I heard the flush of the toilet, the splashing of water as she washed her hands, then I waited at the door as she slowing wandered back to her room. She waved in my direction as she did so.

The next few days she spent recuperation. Dozing on the couch, the odd replies on the forum. But then things began to change a little...

One day I was sitting watching a little film called Lord of the Rings, when she jumped beside me, and flipped her seat up. Then she put her arm around mine...

We watch the film into the early morning, chattering about it as we did so, and for once in my life, I felt loved.

Hiya Willow,

That's so sweet. I'd like to give you a big hug! Big Grin

Lots of love from Miss K,

XOXO

Hug Willow LOL! She may allow Kim to, but that's about it ATM. Give it another year or so!

Aww, I'm glad things ended well and that Willow didn't leave before Kimberly got up and proved the spell had worked. Hopefully they can be good friends now

That would have been devastating for everyone if she just left without a word. She has to understand that this is her home now. They seems to be getting on great at the moment, but even the closest of sisters have off days... who knows what is around the corner.

I'm sure the poisoning thing, although I'm pretty dam cross with both of them, is over and done with. However, I'm sure there are more things to come. Willow is desperate to find out more about herself and her family. Of course we'll help and support her as best we can. Who knows where it will lead...

Oops sorry Sara, I think a lot of you too.