I made my way down the street trying to wrap the barely warming, thin coat over my arms. I saw the sign of the store blaring brightly through the raging snow. I quickly slid open the doors and slipped into before I could smash my finger's in the door. It felt wam inside of the store and i gently slipped my coat of and was sorrowed to see bruise's and scar's still covered my body. Adults and tiny children stopped to stare at the many injuries covering my arms and my face, but i kept my head down knowing they would ask if i was okay and where i lived. Well to awnser their questions, i didnt have a home. I slept in an alleway where theirs a matress and some old clothing people dropped which turned out to be my bed and blanket. I worked from cleaning peoples houses and that barely gave me enough to eat food, so I ended up working at this conveinet store that was opened all night. I didnt worry about sleep, because ive barely had a chance, im used to forcing myself to stay awake. My mother was young and rich, but when i was four she decided she didnt want a child and drove me here to a dark snowy place in orlando. i remebered asking "where are we ging", and shed always reply the same. "To Disney Land". But before i knew it she was dumping me here and leaving me to raise myself. I snapped myself back to reality. I was alone, nobody was going to come save me... THAT was the reality. Next thing i knew a little girl was scampering up to me with a twentish looking woman following tiredlessly behind her.
"Mommy, can i have this bear! Pleaseeeeee!"
"Hunny you know i did bring enough money with me for that! I thought you just wanted a snack!"
"I know mommy, but this bear has pretty eyes, and it has wings too! Please mommy!"
"Stop crying your giving this kid a hard time!"
But that didnt stop her, she bursted out in tears and started to hug the bear tightly to her chest. I looked around to see nobody was left in the store. I was tempted to tell
them to pay up and leave, but then i realized she has a child hood, i never had one, but she should enjoy hers to the fullest. So i opened my heart and kneleed beside her smiling down as best as i could.
"Hey, stop crying okay? You can keep the bear."
"Oh no, we couldnt possibly take this without pay-" I cut her off before she could finish.
"No its okay, trust me, if she wants it she can have it. You can keep the candy for free too.
"Oh thank you very much!
She smiled down at me and handed me a 5 dollar bill for the heavy bag of gummy bears
"You dont have to do this."
"Its okay, it seems like you need it."
Pain settled in my heart and i realized she was staring at my scars and bruises with sad eyes.
"Thank you." I whispered so she could barely hear that i was about to break into tears.
I watched as the mother walked out of the store with the little sweet girl smiling like a clown right beside her.
I realized how hungry working at the conveinet store, I wasnt allowed to take from the store though, managers policies. I jumped when my manager came out of the room with his usual free snacks from the stoor he took in his hand, a porn magazine and a couple of tissues in his other hand. He scowled when he saw me. I readied myself for his harsh words.
"Your done fag, get your orphan ass out of here. your shifts over."
"Okay, good night sir."
"Good night fag, now clean up your shit and get out."
Tears formed around my eyes and he smirked down at me, knowing he had broken me more than I already was. I quickly ran out of the store grabbing my thing thing of a coat as i slipped through the door. The cold incased me again and my tears froze on my cheeks. I forgot to mention i was gay didnt i? Hints the insult fag from my manager. I ran faster slipping on a patch of ice and skinning my knee through the hole in my jeans, I cryed out and kept running as fast as i could. I didnt want to run into them, the bullies who took whatever money i could possibly make and used it for beers and drugs, not only that but they beat me up. I was almost there until i smacked face first into someones chest. No i thought to myself. Not tonight. He picked me up and threw me against the side of a building, something sharp stabbed into my back and i was terrified to realize an icicle had slipped into my skin a little. I felt a warm trail of blood slip down my back and tears once more freezed around my eyes. I closed my eyes for the worse, and let it happen.
I felt the new bloody bruises and scars covering my face and my stomache, i went into my dark alleway and jumped on my matress by the dumpster. I cryed out as the cloth and sharp objects slipped into my bruises. Tonight was just like every other night, i cryed and settled my head down on the dirty pillow i found hoping tomorrow would be painless.
Okay end of chapter! It was sad right? I was crying when i wrote it. Anyways picture of Jakk on the right, imagine that beautiful face, but covered in bruises :(. Anyways exuse me if i made mistakes my skills suck. Ummm bye!