I opened my eyes. I looked around me, not recognizing my surroundings. Everything in this room was made of wood and looked old. It was all clean though. I wondered where or maybe even when I was. That's the thing. My stupid old brother was a scientist who liked to expiriments on his siblings. That's how I lost two siblings and our youngest is in a freaking coma. Our parents are dead. Not that I'm sad about that. They treated us like filth. I was lucky I got custody of my all my younger siblings at the age of 22. Okay Emmaleigh, focus! first rule when something goes wrong: know your location. I got up and walked silently to the door. Before opening, I listened. Nothing. Good. I opened it very slowely. I stuck my head out to see if anyone was outside my supposed 'room'. Empty. Strange. I walked down the hall and searched for a door or window. I saw a wall with lots of pictures. One cought my eye. It was a woman holding a baby with other children around her. She looked familiar. I just can't remember. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thought. I walked forward still looking for a door or window. After what felt like an hour I finally a door. I opened it and closed my eyes because of the bright light. My eyes got used to the bright light and I slowly opened them. I walked outside and saw.. I saw horses and cows and all kinds of farm animals. All the women around here were wearing big poofy dresses. The men were wearing cowboys clothing. I guess my brother send me back in time. I swear I am going to kill him when I get back. I looked down at clothes suddenly thinking about the thought that I could stand out in a bad way. But I was wearing what looked like a old gruffy dress. Maybe somebody changed me? I don't know. I felt someone tap my shoulder, I looked up to see a somewhat older man looking at me."Yes?" I asked not trying to be rude. "Miss, do ya know where y'are? Cuz, ya look lost." he said with a thick southern accent. "No sir, I do not." I said politely. "Well sweatheart, y'are in Alamo , Hidalgo County Texas." He said with pride. I raised both my eyebrows. "Sir, I've had a bit of a headache. What year is it again?" I asked not trying to sound foolish. "Well, you should get that checked. But this is a good year! 1875!" he said rasining his hands with a toothy ,well with those he had left, smile. I think my face was as white as snow, because my skin felt tingly meaning my blood has been leaving the area. I walked away from him, thanking him for his time and concern. I walked around the small town. A few people pointed at me whispiring. Probably because they didn't know me. I saw a bar and entered. A few groups stopped talking and looked at me. I just walked to the counter. "Hello?" I said a little loud. "Yes? What'd ya want? I was in teh middle om me nap!" A very deep and rough voice said from my left. I directed my head towards the sound and saw probably the most scary man I've ever seen in my entire life. "I would like to know where I could get a horse." I said, not wanting to make him even angrier. " Ya'll need to go to the sheriff, doll" He said looking down to you know where. I nodded and quickly left. Searching for the sheriff's office, I saw a child sitting on the floor, shivering. I walked over to him and gave him my coat. He looked up at me with admiration and rose from his place. He hugged me and lifted his arms, signaling wanting to be picked up. I held my arms forward and brought him closer to me. He snuggled into me and sighed in delight. "What brings you out here sweetie? Where are your parents?" I asked softly. He shook his head and I felt something wet him my shoulder. "His parents are dead." I heard behind me. I turned around still holding the little boy. I saw a man not that much older than me. "He sits there because he doesn't know any better." He said walking towards me. I raised my eyebrow holding him even closer. "Well, why doesn't anyone take care of him? I mean he looks like he's 3." I said firm. "I don't know. I usually bring him some food. But I guess you beat me to it with that coat. I think he likes ya." He said noddig his head towards the boy. " I guess.. I couldn't just let him freeze to death." I said sitting down with him on my lap. "I was gonna bring him home today but I don't think he wants to leave you." He said sitting next to me. "Where did you come from? I've never seen you around here." he asked looking me in the eyes. "Well, to be honest I'm not, what you would call, from around here. I just want to go home to my little sister." I said looking down. "Well, since he would not let go of you. Why don't you come with me?" he said hopefull. I looked at him as if he grew three other heads on his shoulders. "Well.. Uhm.. I-I-I don't know if that's a good idea. I only just met you and.." I stuttered. "Well, we wouldn't want this lil' fella to freeze while holding onto a beautiful woman." He said leaning in. "But I don't even know your name. I am not crazy you know." I said getting a bit angry. "Okay, my fair lady. My name Martin McClanahan. And what might your name be?" He said standing up and with the worst british accent I've ever heard. He held out his hand for me to shake. I hesitated and looked at the small boy on my lap, who was sound asleep. I looked up at Martin and slowly extanded my hand. "Well, kind sir. My name is Emmaleigh Pryor." I said taking his hand. He pulled me up. I still had the litlle boy in my arms. "What's his name?" I said looking at the little angel in my arms. "It's Ira. It means watchful. His mother said when he was born he immediatly opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings." He said "I think you just got two nee roommates" I said looking at Martin.
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