What will happen when your mom leaves you because she can't stand life with your dad.
Or when your friend ditches after a long friendship.
Or when you suddenly discover that you have an uncle out of no where.
Maybe your whole life was a joke.
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You can imagine the photo up, as the broken window my father created :P
Left with nothing else to do, i sat on bed waiting for Larissa. Larissa is my best friend, i met her one day while i was enjoying the view from my window. My window's views nothing, but the garbage area. The funny thing is, i met Larissa when she was throwing away her old toys. I remembered that day really good.
"why do you throw those new toys?" came my voice higher than expected. The girl who was busy throwing her things turned her head toward my direction "Hey" she casually said. I kept starring at her speechlessly, while she came toward me holding the bag."You can take them if you want" I shook my head in disapproval, who does she think herself she cant give me those bunch of toys out of sympathy. "I dont need them, here you can take them" she extended the bag next to my face. I couldn't take it, my pride never allowed me, but when i remembered the sight of my hardworking sister; i thought to take it. "I can take it, but that is not because i need it, i will just take it for the sake of my sister" I forcefully took the bag and gave her disgust look.
Now seriously you wonder why that much hate, i just hate the rich people actions in here. They come bringing the ugliest worn out stuff they have to distribute it to us as if they are doing good. They treat us like garbage bins, sometimes i think why do we give them much care and respect. They dont deserve it, for they dont like us, they do what they to just for showing off. They see us a hollow people, whose brains are stuffed with love of life and money. They dont see themselves, if we love life and want to live it happily, then they worship life as if they will never die. Seriously i am so sick of their actions, and im sick that poor people think that those annoying people deserve worship!
"Whats your name?" asked the girl in the sweetest voice she ever had. Now seriously if she doesn't leave i may kill her."What do you want?" i couldnt care less, why is this girl trying to be kind? "Whoa, chill why so much hate, im just trying to be friends with you"
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This is how the face expression looks like :P
"And who told you that i'm searching for friends?" seriously i was so rude that day "you look lonely, so i thought i can be your friend" "wow, so you can read face expressions now, i dont have time, so please tell me what you have" "i have NOTHING, you were the one who asked why i was throwing those toys. WELL, i was throwing them because they belonged to my little sister who died yesterday" To this the girl started weeping. i extended my hand so that i touched her back"I am sorry, Kyra is my name" "Larissa.." I was surprised that she didn't flinch due to my touch as other rich people do when we try to get closer to them, because we are not clean as they say. Wait, but i dont really know if she is rich or not. I mean she looks like a rich person, but rich people never visit such places. "can i ask you something?" . Well we took long time chatting that day, and it turned out that she came here with her family for work. Their work was an orphanage, as you can tell in poor places you see lots of kids.thrown by the streets that dont know where they belong. Seriously, if parents know they can't afford having kids, why do they bring them to life and let them suffer. So, it was a sweet gesture from her father to come here, he wasn't like those other arrogant rich people, he even came and lived with the poor and he made sure himself to take care of all the kids. Larissa and her family take care of the kids, also ,my brothers go there when we cant afford babysitter anymore.
flashback done :)
"good morning sweetie, how are you doing?" came Larissa running toward me "i'm doing alright, what about you" What is so fun about spending my time with Larissa, is that time passes so quickly that we don't feel it. I hear the door click, and with a swift motion Larissa went away. The fact is that my father never approves my relationship with Larissa, since he believes that whoever i meet from this window will be my love and he doesn't want me to be gay and fall in love with a girl.LOL
AUTHOR'S NOTE
anyway, so i wrote a second chapter:)
there is something i want to say, my characters doesn't have a specific nationality and they don't live in a specific piece of land. Because i don't want to give nationality.
