For him ...

The bench

I stepped out of the van and just moved in the moment . I shut my eyes are breathed and listened .
"You better bring something inside at least" My Mum screeched .
I lost the moment .

As I walked round the side of the van I couldn't help but notice the scenic view that was my new street and what absolute shit hole it's likely to become merely because of my family and I , well them not me .I chose the box that looked the lease heavy which was a huge mistake - as I began to lift it I realised it was the cutlery box - the universe playing tricks on me once again ! . I sighed and continued my tentative journey to the front door , each moment loud and brassy , almost like laughter , every step more humiliating then the other .

I finally reached the front door and took my leap inside .
BLEACH
It smelt of straight bleach .
Like I'd taken a stroll into a hospital ward . I felt dizzy and a faint I put the box down and took a few steps backwards .

I began to tremble
I lost my smell and my vision became blurry
I felt sick to my stomach
Tears engulfed my eyes
Breathe I thought to myself
breathe ,please ...

I found my self staggering round the side of the house where I found an old bench swing painted white ; but it looked almost green with all the rot and discolouration . It had a paragraph of writing , written in a different language that I fixated on for a little too long on one of the arm rests clearly engraved yet covered in old outmoded paint .

I felt even more a faint as I still couldn't grasp my breathing so I decided to lay on this quaint old swing in a rash decision, I tend to do that a lot . As I heaved In and out of Consciousness I thought of the potentially Unfulfilled about this  beautiful bench . Slowly I fall to sleep ...

For about 30 seconds ...

"Whose that" said an unfamiliar voice
"I don't know" said another
"It's a girl" followed another
"A pretty girl , asleep outside your house"
"She's not just pretty, she's gorgeous"
"Fuck she's waking up"

I stirred awake and Immediately sat up , pulled the sleeves of my over sized white Knitted jumper down and fixed my messy bun . I picked up my glasses and put them on ,( they were only for reading , but they made me feel safe.)

Inadvertently I shut my eyes and and try transcend to another dimension when I noticed  4 boys staring at me , hoping they walked away ,I peaked out of one eye , they didn't .

"Hi I'm Leroy" said the first voice
"An I'm Ethan" said the third " and this is Jake"(the fourth voice) "oh and the boy other there" -' pointing to the side door  whilst not once taking his eyes away from my direction as he continued to say "that's Cole" .

"Why are you on my bench" said a raspy and severe voice .