Runaway Bay

Stephanie Morrison is a normal 12 year old girl. She is a lover of horses. Stephanie leads a good life until her parents unexpectedly pass away in a ship accident. Now, her horse Blade has been sold to a slaughter company and Stephanie has an idea to escape her grandma's house. Stephanie comes across real big adventures, but will she emotionally survive the drama that comes with it? Read to find out.


23. .

      Stephanie's Point of View:

   After 5 long hours of creating puddles of tears on Mom and Dad's bed sheets, I decided it was time to get up.

    I moped around the house a little bit, and made myself a sandwich. I thought about Mom, I thought about Dad, I thought about life in the future, about Cade, Jeanne, and Cassie...but nothing could overtop the thought I had for Blade.


He was my best friend, and now he is gone! And for what? To be chopped up dog food? It didn't make sense.




   "My life doesn't make sense!" I screamed, and wacked my empty cup off the table. "Why does everything happen to me!"

   No. I couldn't control Mom and Dad's death, or what Cassie thought of me, or if Cade liked me, or even Cassie being hateful to poor Jeanne, but I can control this...and I will control this.

   I have to control this. I can not let my beautiful baby get grinded up for dog food.

   That was it. I grabbed the house key, grabbed my bag, filled it up with extra supplies, and headed out the door.


   I walked up my street, carrying my purple bag, Blade's bridle that I stopped by the barn to get, and determination with me.

   I was 10 minutes into my walk when I noticed that I had no idea where I was heading. I knew that the slaughter house wasn't far, but I didn't know how far. All I knew is that creepy Steve Blunther would pull away in his rusted-out Chevy at about 7:00 every morning and not come back until about 5.


Right now it is 4:00 so all I have to do is wait until his shop closes. Until then I can figure out where the slaughter house is. The only thing was that I needed help. This was a major task that could not be done by one 12 year old. The only thing was that I didn't know who could help me.


  That's who can help...but where does she live? I know she rides my bus, but she gets off after me...

   She can't live far away though...

  'till then i'll just keep walking...

  So I keep walking, determined to find where she lives. I know the bus turns right off of my road because I've seen it do that before.


   "Oh my goodness, Jeanne? Is that you?!" I ask as I take in the warming view of Jeanne standing in her front yard, filling up a kitty pool with water from a green hose.

   "Stephanie? Hey! How are you?!" she asked, excitedly

   "Oh Jeanne...where does it begin?" tears formed in my eyes.

  I took off running towards Jeanne and hugged her tightly. That's when I let all of my tears pour out.

   We spent the next hour just simply...talking. Something I've never done before.

   I told her everything. From not wanting to leave Blade to go to Grandma's, to my parents leaving, to the ship incident, to Blade being taken to the slaughter house.


   She nodded her head the whole time, understanding everything and not interrupting. She was a good listener.

   "So you want to know where the slaughter house is to get Blade?" Jeanne asked, her eyebrows furrowing in a confused look

    "Ummm...yah, that's sort-of what I just said."

    All at once Jeanne started bursting out into a hysterical laugh, like what she heard was the funniest thing ever.

   Which is when I got mad.

   "What are you laughing about?!" I snapped at her

   She calmed down and swiped a tear from her eye.

   "Oh Stephanie, the slaughter house is just 10 minutes from here! We pass it everyday on our way to school!"


   "Yah, you know...the run-down looking barn that is adjacent from that creepy dudes farm?"

    I sat there and stared at her in bewilderment...all this time I had known where it was!

   "Well thanks Jeanne, gotta go!"

   I sat up and ran out of her living room and through the front door.

    "Wait, Stephanie-"

   But that's all I heard her say as I sprinted up her drive, dodging potholes on the way.


    So I ran, my heart was pounding against my rib cage, adrenaline was pumping through my body, and my feet ached from the endless day I had put them through, but that didn't stop me.

   I ran for 15 minutes before I came across the slaughter house. Jeanne was right, we had passed this millions of times and I hadn't even realized that what I was looking for had been in the back of my mind all along.

   I heard the roar of a truck and two mens' voices talking. I ducked behind a bush that had grown way too big and need trimming. It lied right against the wall of the slaughter barn which I guessed Blade was in.

   I peeked over the bush and found Steve talking to some scrawny guy.

   I knew it, I knew that guy was a crook from the beginning!

   "Alright well I'm just gonna take care of this last horse and head on home. See ya in the morning Bart." Steve told the scrawny guy, who I assumed name's was Bart.

   "Alright now Steve, don't be getting too braggy about your prize and glory, I believe my 'ole runners still the best." Bart said and followed his statement by a raspy, high pitched laugh.

    "Yah, yah what ever you say..." Steve laughed and then walked into the barn

    Bart got in his truck, and started to drive away. I ducked back down behind the bush once he passed me in the driveway.

    Phew, that was close!

   I slowly crept from behind the bush and made my way to the sliding barn door entrance. I walked in carefully.

   Once I walked in, horror filled my eyes. There were stalls filled with sickly looking horses and the poor horses had terribly kept stalls.

   I felt so bad for them!

   And this is where my beautiful baby has been the whole time!

   I cautiously walked into the barn, regretting every bit of seeing this. I ran from side-to-side of the barn, peeking in every stall only to find a still missing Blade.

   Where could he be!

   I finally made my way towards the back, and noticed an empty stall next to a dappled-grey pony.

  Could this have been Blade's stall...oh no please tell me he's alright!

  I felt a chill go through my body, I was so scared...but not for me, for Blade.

   Finding the only other place he could be, behind the sliding door in the back of the barn that I stood in front of, I took my chances and slid the door open. Behind the door Blade was standing helplessly in front of Steve. And in Steve's hand pointed directly at Blade's face...

   was a gun.







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