📍🍓This one is called Loose string! Enjoy!📍🍓
By Bicycle cat
Nora was an almost normal girl. She lived in Washington Seattle with her Mother and Mom and her 2 siblings: Bonnie and Morgan. Bonnie was a small 5 year old who enjoyed doing finger painting and loved kindergarten. Morgan is her cousin/ sibling who goes by them/ they. Nora is a girl who is weird, and not the good kind. For example once Nora was in class, her teacher called on her for a math answer and instead of answering she bit her pencil and growled. Another example of her weirdness was when her friends asked her to play tag at the park, but instead of saying “ yes.” or “ No thanks.” she burped in their faces. Weird like itching herself like a dog scratching at fleas on the bus.

“Wakey wakey!” Mom said, opening Nora’s bedroom door with a steaming plate of pancakes.
“Is that-” Nora begins to say before taking a sniff of the sweet buttery pancakes, ”Your very special pancake recipe?”
“You guessed it!” Mom said, pulling the covers off Nora’s body and bed.
“I’ll give you these pancakes if you get ready for school.” Mom says.
Nora began to walk toward the bathroom to brush her teeth, but her cousin Morgan beat her to it. Morgan blocked the door to the bathroom, not letting her in.
“Morgan, I need to get the toothpaste and my toothbrush.” Nora says in a sleepy tone.
“I need to know if Mom made her super butter pancakes!?” Morgan asks like it is the answer to the universe. Their words speedy and quick to get out of their mouth.
“Yeah, now please let me get by.” Nora says harshly.
“Jeez.” Morgan says, before moving to the side and running to the kitchen.
After Nora brushes her teeth and gets on her uniform for school and puts her hair in two braids.
Nora felt like everytime she put her hair in braids she felt like her hair was itchy, and tight, not like when it was loose and free in the wind. She felt trapped in a cage like an animal. Not knowing if it would be eaten alive or let free. She felt like ever since she did 5th grade over in the strict church school that she was being trained in. She didn’t want to be trained. She wanted to be a free spirit. But…

Nora ran downstairs and gobbled down half of the pancakes.
Mother came in to see her daughter to find out her daughter had eaten her pancakes.
“Nora!” Mother said.
“I’m sorry, I’m just very hungry!” Nora said this looking down at her plate. Maple syrup stuck to the plate.
“MA!” Bonnie said, running into the kitchen. Mother and Nora both turned to see Bonnie with a big muddy stain on her pink dress.
“Bonnie,what did you do?” Mother asked, her hands on her hips.
“Isabella wanna have a muddypie business.”Bonnie said with full on baby eyes and full baby voice.
“Is her Mom okay with it,Bonita ?” Mother asked.
“Um… I think sooo, yes! Her Mommy says “Yes!” Bonnie says in a Baby voice.
“Really?” Mother says with a small roll of the eye.
Bonnie runs out of the room before being able to tell Mother the truth.
“Classic Bonnie!!” Mother says with a small laugh.
“Mother, can I PLEASE take out these bairds.” Nora says, scratching her head.
“No, plus you need to wear them, they’re a part of the uniform!” Mother says tying her hair up into a tight bun and pushing up her glasses.
“But they’re so annoying!” Nora says, banging her head on the table.
“Oh,Nora, you make up so much Drama.” Mother says, smiling at Nora oddy. Like a smile she never smiled. Like a sad,sad smile of disappointment, like she didn’t like her for a moment.
This lasted for 12 more seconds before Nora said” Um… gotta go now!” and ran out of the kitchen.
Nora thought about that moment a lot of the rest of the day. Wondering, thinking, stressing.
Does her Mother still love her? If she did, what was she planning to do?
At school she sat, thinking about it, and she didn’t see Willa writing her a note that said:
Hey Nora!
You look starstruck.
What now? TTYL
Your bestie, Willa
“Nora, I’d like to see your note you’ve got there.”
Nora looked up to see Mrs.Watson sterin face staring right down at her.
“Um… sorry I Can’t share this.” Nora said, sliding it into her desk.
“Hand it over” Mrs.Watson said meanly.
“ROAR!!!” Nora snarled.
“Principal’s office,NOW!” Mrs.Watson roared back.
. . . . . . .
What did you do now Principal Graison asked with a little roll of his light brown eyes.
“Nothing. You see Mrs.Watson is mean to me, I feel like she does not like me!”
Nora said with a whine sound in her voice.
“Well then… I shall talk to Mrs.Watson after school and I’ll talk about addressing your needs.” “Does that sound good?” He said Looking Nora in the eye, and with his hands folded on his desk.
“Yeah, that sounds good.” Nora said, leaning in the chair and looking away from his polite address.
Nora got up to leave when Principal Graison said her name.” Nora.”
Nora was at the door and turned and looked at him.
“Yes?”
“Do good and get good back.” He said with a smile.
Nora only nodded to this and then left the room.
. . . . .
Mom was sitting at the kitchen table, looking stressed and very mad when Nora got home after school that day.
“Nora sit down.” Mom said the madness boiling in her voice.
Nora plopped down in the seat across from her Mom dropping her bag with a thump.
“What Mom?” Nora said with a sigh and a slit roll of her eye.
“ I got a call from your teacher. She told me that you may have been passing notes with Willa, then not only were you not paying attention, but your poor teacher had to deal with you screaming in her face! Then you got sent to the principal’s office, even though you told me last time that it was the last time and yet now! This is not acceptable ! ” Mom said, shaming her with every word.
“ Now go to your room, think about your actions and write a long note to your teacher telling her how sorry you are and that you will never do it again!!!! Got it!”
“But Mom, I don’t even like this school. I feel like an outsider to this school, why can’t I go to a normal school or be homeschooled like Morgan!?” Nora whined.
“You are going to this school because it will shape you into a better and proper young lady.” Mom said in a mean tone.
“ugh, fine mom!” Nora said, throwing her hands up and getting up screeching her chair.
Nora began to walk to her room but halfway there something in her mind screamed” Nora, Nora! Nora! ” Nora stopped walking. Are you really going to let your Mom win this one!? ” , “Are you really going to be a perfectionist and proper young lady? Because last time I checked you were more than that! “
“LET YOUR BEASTSIDE SHINE!!!!” something or somewhere in her mind chanted.
Nora lost control. At least her human side. Noras normally green eyes turned a red shade. her normal blonde-like hair stayed but her ears changed. A wolf. A wolf with mean gritted teeth. Her face was furry, the same with her whole body. she still had her clothes on of course.
She had let the beast out now, and there was no turning back.
. . . . .
Where am I?
What is happening?
Is this death?
Darkness, confusion, stress.
It was as if Nora was floating in space, and yet she wasn’t .
This was where her inside beast was, or had been, now it was her ruining her life.
Nora in some ways was like one of those puppets that can switch between characters by turning inside out.
Nora could not hear her breath.
Nora could not hear her heart beat.
Nora was alone. Like all she was was her squishy,wet mind,nobody.
Nora tried to scream. No sound. She couldn’t speak.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” someone’s scream.
“Who’s there!?”
“ HELP! HELP! “ It yelped.
Suddenly, Nora got a vision of what the beast saw. Her Mother. In the kitchen. Chair raised above her head. Mad tears in her eyes, madness on her face. Her beast side was shouting for help. That’s why she heard screaming, and someone asking for help.
“ HELP ME!! ALL I WANTED WAS TO HELP YOU! “ Nora’s beastside cried.
Silence.
“ OWWW! I CAN’T. “ The beast side yowled.
The next thing Nora knew she was shrinking back to her normal self. She screamed.
” MOM NO!! ”
Her Mom crashed the chair on Nora.
blackness and darkness, again.
. . . . .
Noise and yet silence.
Stress and yet peace.
Flashing lights and yet darkness.
Nora lay on the ground in the kitchen.
Blood poured from her arm.
She was knocked out.
A scar on her back bled through her shirt.
Her Mom sat next to her crying.
Kneeling next to her body.
Her mom had called the hospital.
The sirens screamed and howled as they came closer.
The room was dark, like a sad spirit had come.
All that could be heard was Nora’s Mom crying and the tic toc of the clock on the wall.
Soon the door opened.
The team of nurses brought Nora in the ambulance.
Nora didn’t wake up even when they put her in the ambulance.
Nora was in trouble.
When Nora finally woke she lay in a lab room. Doctors around here scribbled in their notepads, their white lab coats seemed to blind her. Some of the doctors that had glasses at the tip of their noses. They watched her.
“ She is awake. “ one said into a walkie talkie.
Nora finally realized that these were not doctors, they were scientists.
“Where is my mom?” she asked, but instead of her normal voice a bark came out.
“Get the pill.” said a deep voice from the other end of the walkie talkie.
For anyone who is confused right now, Nora is inside out. Her wolf is stuck outside as her apperice. Her girl side is stuck inside. Nora has always tried to hide it, but now her inside wolf secret is out and can’t be pushed back inside again. Her Mom has left her for good. But we have forgotten about an important character here. Her other Mom. See her mom (who left her in the last chapter.) is lesbian so she married a woman and so let me bring along to where her Mother (Noras other Mom) is driving to pick up Bonnie from school.
She drove in her Toyota with all the windows all down rocking out to Beyonce’.
“ bABy i CaN FeEL YoUr HaLO!!!” She sang along with her favorite CD and her favorite song on the CD, Halo.
One man at a stop light rolled down his window and said “ what are you doing? “
She turned up the music and half screamed “ BABY I CAN SEEE YOUR HALOOOO!! “
And when she was done with the OOOs in halo it was finally a green light. The guy who had rolled down his window just shook his head and just drove on. She smiled to herself.
When she finally got to Bonnie’s school she went to Bonnie’s classroom Bonnie wasn’t there.
She asked Bonnie’s teacher where she was and she said that her other Mom had picked her up an hour before school had ended.
But Lucy and I didn’t tell me that she was picking up Bonnie today.
So she sent a text to her wife confused and frustrated.
This is how their test thread went:
Hi Lucy.
What is up? (Heart emoji)
(weird, she never uses emojis…)
You didn’t tell me you were picking
up bonnie. Did you pick up
Morgan too?
I only picked up
bonnie.
But it was my day to pick Bonnie up and Morgan.
Oop. sorry (smiley face, showing teeth ) 😀
Are you okay?
Why would I not be ok?
You never use emojis
So
Are you mad because I picked up bonnie?
I am frustrated because you
Didn’t tell me you were picking up the
Kids today. Speaking of kids,
where is Nora?
🤷♀️ I don’t know?
Lucy! What the heck??!!
I really don’t know who Nora is
Your daughter.
No, Bonnie is my only child
Did someone erase your memory or something?
no response
Lucy, for real.
. . . . .
ZOOOM!! Sorry I am late, Morgan!
“Mother, it’s raining, and I am sad because I got a C+ on my Math test. It has been a hard day. Just get me home!”
” Okay Morgan!” (Door slam.)
Zoom! ( Stressing.)
(Sound of running up stairs.) “She said she was in the apartment!”
When Morgan and Lucy (Bonnie’s, Morgan’s and Nora’s mother) got to the apartment after picking up Morgan from their middle school and unlocked the door, bursting through the door, she thought that her wife would be sitting at the dining room table, laughing with Bonnie with a baby mat out playing with play-doh, and Nora doing her homework in her room with the house warm from the laughter and familiar sounds of home. But instead, the apartment was quiet and cold chills ran up her back and arms. A chair was broken in the dining room. The window was open, and the rainstorm was thundering outside. Normally Lucy found rainstorms and thunderstorms nice and peaceful, but all she felt was stressed. She couldn’t find her wife and her two daughters.
Lucy turned to Morgan.
Her face changed to full surprise when she saw that Morgan was floating. Their eyes were full of tears, but they were not falling down — they were going up. Each drop floated up. A tornado of tears spun around her.
“Morgan!?” Lucy screamed terrified.
Suddenly the storm outside stopped. Morgan fell from where she floated a moment ago. THUDD! There Morgan lay motionless. The apartment fell dark and silent again.
” What just happened? Are you okay?” Lucy said, very worried now.
“Nora, she is in trouble” Morgan said in a creaky broken voice, a bloody tear rolling from one eye .
“Where is she?” Lucy asked.
” She…. she…. is going to die.” Morgan said looking up, one more bloody tear coming out of her other eye. Morgan’s normally brown eyes were completely white and empty, the pupil was gone in both eyes.
” I see her suffering.” she said her creeking voice almost completely horse
“Can you tell where she is?” Lucy said, putting a hand on Morgan’s back.
“A science lab, hurting her!” she said another bloody tear rolling down her bloody cheeks.
” Honey! come back here with me. It is going to be okay!” Lucy said, her voice ragged.
Morgan blinked at her mother. Her nose and ears were bleeding.
Her eyes became brown faintly again.
She looked at her mother, more bloody tears rolling down her cheek. She lay in her mother’s lap. Her face was bleeding from everywhere.
“Momma, I don’t feel well. Find Nora for me, my loose string. I love you, Mama.” Morgan choked up some blood before she passed out and died.
“NNOOOOOOOOOOO.” Lucy cried, clutching Morgan close to her chest. Her child had just died. The pain ran through her skin.
“MORGAN!!! I am so sorry!! and now you’re Gone!!” She breathed out, with a river of tears flowing down her cheeks.
Morgan’s limp body lay there on the ground near the door. The blood was there.
Lucy got up and looked down at Morgan.
She picked up Morgan and brought her to her bedroom, tucking her into bed. ” I love you too.” She whispered back.
Then she left in search of Nora. Determination and devotion. She kept going.
. . . . .
“It is all tied up and ready to go now,” said the lab assistant.
“Dissect it!” ordered the hypnotist.
Fake scientists began. Nora lay there. Her beast had passed out, but her human side was still alive. She begged for help, she howled. But no one could hear. She might as well have been surrounded by soundproof glass.
“Image all the money we will get for finding a wolf hidden inside a human!!” the evil hypnotist cackled. “All the reporters will coming running for this headline! “
The hypnotist lab assistant stood next to him, chuckling along, unsure.
“Yeah, umm…totally.”
“Aah, Elijah, I can trust you. You are so honest,” said the hypnotist.
“”Honestly, my name is Benjamin-” Benjamin piped up.
“Yes, yes, William,” said the hypnotist distractedly.
“Hey, did you hear that?” Benjamin said looking at the door.
“No? what?” said the evil hypnotist.
“I heard a speeding…car.”
“It doesn’t matter. I am going to see the operation is going.” The hypnotist walked over to the dentist chair where Nora’s body lay.
But Benjamin still heard something. He walked over to the door. Before he knew it, the door to the lab was karate-chopped down.
“The heck!!!?” he shouted, stepping back. All the fake scientists turned to look.
In the dust stood a plump woman with a young child on her back.
“We gonna save my sister!!” cheered the young child on the woman’s back.
“Excuse me, We are doing an official operation here,” said the evil hypnotist, trying his best to sound noble and official.
“Also, you own us a door!” said Benjamin the assistant.
“We are not leaving this room until we have Nora!” Nora’s Mom declared.
“But I have go potty!” Bonnie squeaked.
“Is there a bathroom around here?” Bonnie’s mom asked, changing the subject .
“Yes, if you walk down the hall and go to your left, there is a bathroom,” Benjamin said politely.
“Thank you, but, right after Bonnie goes to the bathroom, we are not leaving this room until you give us my daughter and Bonnie’s sister!!”
As they left the room, Nora’s Mom shouted, “This changes nothing!!
While Bonnie went to the bathroom, they came up with a smart plan. Bonnie would sneak in since she was so small nobody would notice her.
While her mom would distract the hypnotist and his assistant, Bonnie would undo the belts and knots holding in Nora and nip Nora’s arm to wake her up. Then they would take a selfie together and run out before the lab people could catch them.
“Sound good, Bonnie?” asked Nora’s Mom.
“Yuppie!” Bonnie said, giving a thumbs up.
” Alright, GO!” her mom said.
Bonnie tip-toed in. Once she got to the belts and buckles and knots tied around Nora, she began to undo them quickly and quietly.
“Aww, what a good girl!” her Mom though proudly. “Now it is my turn.”
“Hey, I didn’t catch your name again? she said, walking up to the hypnotist.
“The name is Clark Davis,” said the hypnotist.
“Nice, do you have any pets?”
“Yes, a very good lizard. I am allergic to fur. Why are you asking?”
“Because…um” (She was wordless. Right now, if her wife had been there, she would’ve saved her, but instead this man was probably going to find out that she was distracting him.) “I have a friend!” she blurted.
“What is your friend like?” he asked. confused.
“Nice. Yeah, my friend is nice.” She stuttered. She peeked around the hypnotist and saw that Bonnie was finished untangling Nora.
“Well, it was nice to talk to you. Bye, Clark.”
She nodded and walked to the door. The next part of the plan was that the scientists would go on a lunch break and Nora and Bonnie would climb through the vents and meet their Mom in the hallway.
“I am so hungry right now!” one fake scientist groaned.
“Yes, same! I want my noodles!”
“Soon enough, the scientists left the room and ate their lunch. When everyone had left the room, Nora sat up. Dizzy. They had only done a little bit of damage on her arm.
“What? I am alive?”
“Ya! You are alive, Sissy”. Bonnie clung on to her sister’s back like a baby koala.
“Is Morgan okay? ” Nora asked.
“I don’t know?” Bonnie squeaked sadly. “Let’s go, please. Mama is waiting!” Bonnie said, her normally cheerful returning. “Now is your chance!” she cheered.
Nora slowly got up and stood. She had gotten up through all this pain.
Her wolf woke up too, and the human and wolf became one soul. Nora.
Her power regained and she found the soul she was born as. One step. The hope increased. Step two. She was getting somewhere. She thought she was hopeless. But look at her now. Powerful, hopeful. A new, better, two-souls-into-one-soul human. Nora and Bonnie got in the vent and closed it behind them.
Soon they made it to the hallway and climbed out.
Their mom was waiting there for them.
❤️❤️❤️❤️NORA!! YOU ARE ALIVE!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️
“Yeah , she is alive but we forgot to take that selfie!” said Bonnie
🤎🧋THE END🧋🤎
Julia!
I think Nora will learn a valuable lesson about life from both her mother and the principal– who both love her AND want her to get over being so self-centered when she’s with adults. That there’s more to life than being strong-willed and independent. That kindness and empathy for others also work well for any of us.
Perhaps her best friend could help her learn that part of growing up?
I think this might be true for Nora because she seems right on the edge of something big–as though her present way of behaving isn’t working out very well–and down-deep she knows that’s true….
Does any of this make sense?
Grandpa Bob
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Hi, Julia,
I left a comment on the post, my idea(s) about what might happen next. Other comments:
1. This story somehow feels a bit different. What prompted the change in emphasis or character? 2. I like the title; it suggests that Nora is trying to find herselfââloose stringâ says that. 3. The drawings help a lot. They hint at matters that the words want to share, but donât quite get at. 4. Fiction/stories are really hard to write. Iâve always told stories out loud, but never got to the point of being able to write them. So many elements to keep track of, and so many ways a tale can spin out. As the saying goes, âLike herding cats.â 5. So I admire you for your insistence in using narrative to open up characters who may be like us, from whom we can learn lessons. 6. Keep going, remembering that writing is sortof like sculpting with wordsâyou start with a big idea, then carve away the big chunks. Gradually you move to the smallest changes and improvements, using the smallest, most delicate chisels. When youâre finished, there are lots of pieces of granite on the floor, BUT the finished product is perfect!
Thanks for sharing!
Grandpa Bob
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