DAN THE BUSH MAN - phanfiction

Chapter 1 - The bush

DAN LIVED IN A BUSH
He had lived in a bush his whole life, he didn't know any different. It was his home and he liked it. The bush was quite small, but cozy. There was a small sleeping bag and his empty backpack that he had had since the day his life was so dramatically turned upside down. There was also his log by a small hole in the foliage that he liked to watch people walking past through. He found it fascinating, how everyone he saw had a different life full of different people and different backgrounds, probably none as fucked up as his. He found it strange how people always seemed so busy, like they had no time to stop. Sometimes, he would see the same people walk past, some with young boys aged about seven or eight. He would see them grow up, and it reminded him of how different his life would've been if that  day, that traumatic day many, many years ago had never happened. Maybe he would be one of the rushing people, maybe even with his own child. He didn't like to think about it much, so he stayed in his bush. He couldn't remember the last time he had left it, it was his home. He wore the bush, ate the bush, he practically WAS the bush. He never ever stepped outside of it. He kept himself cooped up, much like his sexuality.
He was gay.
Whenever he would watch the people walk past his bush, from the people he had seen, he always preferred boys. But, since he had been in the bush for so long, he didn't know how to speak to anyone, or even speak at all. He wasn't sure if his voice would work anymore. Sure, he had heard conversations, but only snippets. But that didn't matter, because he had his bush, and that was all he needed.

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