Trying to escape, I tugged at my right leg, twisting my shoe back and forth until it would hopefully detach. Except, it wouldn’ t. After many minutes of trying, I began to lose hope. My foot was firmly lodged into the material. I eventually managed to pry it loose, but it was too late. A blue car zoomed past, the car tearing down the road with a roar, a silver lining shining directly into my eyes. The tires gripped the ground, boosting the vehicle forward even faster. Tinted windows and a screaming engine quickly disappeared, but it all was over before I could even follow. I was thrown back onto my driveway, bracing my hands for a hard fall.
The next time I opened my eyes, a small cut had been made on my knee, blood oozing from the wound and slowly down my leg. As I examined the injury, I realized that it was only a small scrape and would easily be fixed by a bandage or two. It might have been wiser to return back inside my house to retrieve the exact supplies that I needed, but Mrs. Norman’ s house was so close. I did not want to go through this all again. I quickly crossed the street, knowing that there was no time to look back or stop.
Mrs. Norman’ s house was on an extremely small hill, her driveway ever so slightly elevated from the normal ground level. She lived in a ranch, gray shingles covering the front and sides, and a brick chimney soaring over the regular roof. I walked up the stepping stone path that led to her front stoop, a colorful glass pane centered toward the top of the door. As I reached a fist toward the door, a strong gust of wind blew directly behind me. I turned around to face an entire army of garden gnomes, each gnome with a face the size of an apple and hats with pointy tops. Plastic, they were, but with a blank, solid, stare. I needed to get inside. I reached a fist, for the second time, and knocked on the door. I heard the footsteps of a woman coming to the door, but a strange sensation soon overwhelmed me. It started from my feet, but slowly made its way to my nose. I sneezed just as the door opened.“ Why hello there!” Mrs. Norman muttered.“ Why don’ t you come in?” I was, for some weird reason, unsure. The words that she was saying were pleasant, but her tone. An ungrateful and frustrated tone. I nodded my head and entered the house. I had a slight limp, and needed to ask for a wrap.“ Do you have a bandage?” I asked her. Mrs. Norman didn’ t answer, but grudgingly shifted towards the bathroom door. Without the normal skip in her step, she planted her feet into the ground and made her way into the other room.
The living room was gloomy, a brick fireplace out of use and cobwebs scattered in every corner. I didn’ t have much time to question it because she shortly returned to the living room. Reaching my hand forward to collect the bandages, I must have somehow angered Mrs. Norman. She threw the freshly wrapped bandages onto my head, leaving the room with a pitiful smile. I stood there, confused for a few seconds, watching my once kind neighbor scurry around the kitchen. After pealing the tape cover and applying the compress, Rocky, a Dachshund dog with brown fur, a long body, and small legs, waddled after me as I walked into the mud-room to get a leash. He was a stubborn, but playful dog that I had walked many times before, often finding interest in objects that a regular dog would not.“ Watch out there buddy.” I told him. There was a bright blue leash hanging from a hook, next to the shoe rack and coats, that Mrs. Norman was very fond of her little prince wearing. As I reached for the leash, an action that I had completed almost daily, I slipped on a dog toy that Rocky had brought out earlier, causing me to fall toward the shelf of shoes. When I got up after slamming head-first into the shoe shelf, I knew that it was about time to leave. Everything felt like it was falling apart and I needed to break free from the pain of damaging yet another item. I knelt down to place the blue collar around the dog’ s neck, quickly attaching the leash and heading for the door.“ Goodbye Mrs. Norman! I will be back soon” I hollered.