Abandoned

Abandoned

A little boy called Kevin weeps perched on a windowsill, gazing out of a rain soaked pane, droplets racing each other down the window pane, cloaking the anguish the boy felt inside.

As the rain eases, the visibility through the glass returns, just as he sees his mother leaving without him. Abandoned to the system, the boy was in an approved boarding school for naughty boys but Kevin felt like he’d been sent to prison all that was missing was bars on the windows.

All the windows were screwed shut with only a four-inch gap for air to flow into the dormitory, which consisted of four single wooden frame beds per cubical and there were six cubicles stretching out in this hall of a room.
There were sensor pads by the doors that were turned on at night and a security member of staff walking the dorms at night to keep an eye out for kids out of bed anyone caught out of bed would be made to stand in the hall for hours till they were to tired to mess about once they.

Were allowed back in bed and there name was put on file for the day stall and they were dealt with by the head who was nicked named Hitler.

He was a short little fat with a little grey moustache like Hitler and he had an equally vicious temper.

As his mum drove off Kevin held back the judders, that feeling you get when you've cried so hard your body shakes. Gasping for breath, strained of tears, he takes in his new surroundings.

There was a courtyard below him with big church like doors leading into the maze of buildings with one smaller door to the left of the main door from the courtyard.
As he stood with his nose pressed against the glass he could see a bell tower on the roof of the buildings surrounding the square courtyard. The place was huge; it looked like some old castle in the middle of nowhere.

"She left me here, the cow," Kevin muttered under his breath as he slapped the window as if she could hear him and would realize her mistake and go back for him.
What had he done to deserve being left, abandoned? “Careful mate you’re going to set off the alarms banging the window like that”. You the new kid then he added.

Yah I replied who are you then why you here. “I’m Leigh from barrow”. Barrow? Where’s that? “Not far from here” he explained that he had been expelled from most of the schools in his area and this was his last stop before borstal and that he’d been here for three years already and he was only Kevin’s age.

Leigh asked if Kevin had looked round and added that this place isn’t so bad there are worst places to be he said and that he’d made some really good friends in here assuming you get into the right group of people.

Why, what groups are there and who’s the right group to get into Kevin intriguingly enquires. Well Leigh sighs before he divulges there are the geeks and the weirdo’s then there’s the hard bad lads one step away from prison sort of kids.

There the cool popular guys like me. Do you smoke he added yah Kevin replied where or how do you smoke in here?

Have you not seen the grounds yet ah you got see them they are Hugh but there’s places out of bounds and if you get caught in them you’ll be in deep shit I’ll show you some time but you’d bitter go to the heads office you got to your uniform and find your bed and settle in.

As Leigh walked me back to the heads office he told me a few tales about the place and how he ended up in here I think they would become friends or can you trust anyone in these sort of places. I was just coming to find you Kevin thank you Leigh I’ll take Kevin here go back to the dorm and get out your school uniform ok.

Yes sir ok Kevin lets get you settled in then I’ll take you get your uniform we don’t allow own clothes for new comers come with me to the stores then we’ll get you bed then it should be tea time.