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Gideon

I put on my swimsuit and threw on a sweatshirt as a cover up until I got in the water.

I don't really like cover ups, but because I had cut once I had a few scars on my wrist that weren't too appealing.

They were a purplish and white color, like a bruise.

They were also thin and were like a pattern.

I was ashamed of them and if I could take it back I would.

I cut for a stupid reason and that was because at school I got screamed at in gym and everyone laughed.

I dorm know why that got to me, but it did.

I remember telling Kenley about it a few days before the notification.

She didn't seem to be paying attention so I am not sure if she really knows or not.

Walking to the pool seemed to take forever and I was getting a little more nervous with each passing second.

My stomach was queasy and I was going to tell Kenley I didn't want to go anymore when we took and right and the pool room doors came into sight.

"Finally!! There is the pool. I thought we were never going to find it." Kenley said.

"Uh.. yeah.", I mumbled.

We swiped our room key in the slot outside the doors and pulled open the right door open once we heard the click.

The smell of chlorine filled the air along with the hollow shouts of kids paying and adults talking.

It was packed and I spotted a small table that was open in the far left corner.

I tapped Kenley's shoulder, pointed to the table and we headed over to it.

It was by the little kid area of the pool.

When we put our stuff down I slowly began to peel off my sweatshirt.

I hesitated with each small yank, tug or pull.

I finally got it off after about five minutes and Kenley was already off swimming.

I walked slowly along the wall over to the large pool.

I had barely gotten a foot when I heard a thump.

A little kid had fallen just behind me.

There were no life guards in sight and all the nearest adults just gave him glares.

He began to whimper and cry.

I turned around and helped him up.

"Are you ok?"

"It hurts really bad! Help me please." he looked at me with sad eyes when he said this.

"Ok, I will, buy can you tell me your name first?"

"My name is Gideon."

"Ok, Gideon where are your parents?"

He hesitated and stopped whimpering for two short seconds and then spoke.

"Can you please just help me?"

I picked him up and took him to a long laid out chair next to our table.

I laid him down and looked at the wound on his knee.

"Well Gideon it looks like it's only a scratch" I said while applying a band aid.

"What is your name?" He asked in a sweet little boy voice.

"My name is Destani."
I said glancing up at him.

"Destani, why is your arm hurt?", he asked.

I looked at him and then focused in his knee once more.

"Well, I got cut by some pretty crazy branches one day."

I said lying.

A pitter, patter came from my right and I looked to see it was Kenley.

"Are you coming orr....... oh hey who is this little dude?"

"This is Gideon he got hurt and am not sure where his parents are so yeah."

"Hi."

He said in his sing-song voice, once I was done speaking.