THE CYCLE OF LIFE
When I was six years old, I met a boy.
He was sitting all alone in the court yard at school crying
into his arms. I was playing with my usuall friends of course but I stood
still when I saw him. He looked older than me, maybe about eight or nine.
He looked so lonely that my heart broke for him. What was he crying about?
Did he get hurt? Maybe his favorite toy broke? Whatever it was I felt like
I should cheer him up. I had to. I wanted to.
Mina came over to me and started waving her hand in my face to get my
attention. I looked at her startled and she placed her hands on her hips
expectanly. I blinked my eyes and she sighed and asked 'Whats wrong, Sere?'
I blinked again but repiled nothing and said I had something to do. She
looked at me and hesitantly said ok. I was about to turn around and go to
the boy I saw earlier when Mina called me again. I looked at her and she
had a smile on her lips. The next four words that came out of her mouth
were kind of a shock to me. How did she know what I was thinking about?
'His name is Darien' With that I smiled at her before turning around to
find the boy I now knew as Darien.
It was a hot thursday afternoon that I sat in the school courtyard
crying my heart out. I was in a small shaded corner behind the pick nick
tables that were behind the swings. I sat up aginst the wall with my knees
drawn up to my chest almost as protection. I knew boys didn't cry. I knew
that I would be made fun of for this. But what is a seven year old boy
suppose to do when he finds out his parents have died? I was to go stay
with my uncle. The same uncle who has an abusive history. I guess whoever
put me with him must have overlooked the fact that he is a drunk. I would
rather go to an orphanage.
I was about to get up and ask to use the restroom (mainly for an
escape from prying eyes) when I noticed someone coming toward me. It was a
girl I've seen around before. Shes always surounded by her friends and is
probably just here out of pity. humph! I don't want her pity!
She was about five more steps away when I noticed the true concern in
her baby blue eyes. It was also five more steps away when I heard a shout
from one of the other kids. "Don't get to close to him! He'll curse you!"
They said. I looked up at her again and saw the anger in her eyes. She
turned to the source of the voice and screamed out to them in her most
threatening voice (which wasn't much) "So you cowards have to pick on him
at a distance now huh? Maybe if you talk to him or even think about him
you'll get cursed too! Did you think about that cowards?!" She turned back
to my stunned form with a humph and sat down next to me.
I looked at her with wide eyes and she smiled and told me "Dont let
them mean people get to you.I'll always be here fo you, Darien!" Then she
handed me a daisy and huged me. I was too shocked to do anything, but I
know I wanted her comfort. So when she pulled away from me I held on to her
and let my tears flow. Somehow I knew she didn't mind. I also knew I had
nothing to fear if I opened my heart to her. She would acept it with a
smile and a genle hug and keep it right next to hers where she'll know
it'll be safe.
And that was our first meeting. All the way back in elementary
school. But now it's high school. Things change...a lot.
AN~ What did ya think? Hmmm? REVIEWS PUHLEASE! I wanna know if you think.
Cause if ya don't like it then I wont bother posting it. But if ya
do...more is on the way! I'm almost finished with the second and hopefully
last chapter to A Dozen Roses. And for everyone who was looking forward to
a sequel or another chapter to "Never tell....Lounge Room" (very long
tittle) I wasn't planning on writting more. Sorry. But Expect about nine or
so chapters on this one! I have about six done but they need editing (I'm a
crappy speller *giggles*) But Like I said before....if ya don't tell me ya
like it then I wont bother editting it to post it. ^_-