My name is Luke Vletz and I was abused as a kid by my parents, my dad was a drunk and my mom would always argue with him to stop. I was blamed for this because I was an accident. My mom would always go out with her friends and either leave me with my dad and he would beat me up all day or neither would be home and I would have to cook for myself. I've been taking care of myself since I was 5 years old.
One day my mom was staring at her stretched skin in the mirror and was crying I went up to her and tried to comfort her, then she lashed out at me and threw everything she can grab and threw it at me while shouting, "This is all your fault, YOU DID THIS!!" She didn't stop until she threw a glass bottle at me and it broke on my head also cutting the back of my neck in the process. I remember seeing her shuting the door behind her and exiting the room before I passed out on the floor from being hit by the bottle. I woke up the next day and waited for my parents to come back home, I waited for days where all I did was cry until I became tired, slept, and woke up to eat.
One day I woke up and walked up to the fridge and there was no more food left for me to eat. I stayed in the house slowly starving until I gave up on hoping my parents would return, so I was a 10 year old kid who was abandoned by his parents who abused him. I don't care, I didn't like them anyway- I could live on my own. I don't need them.... yea. I packed my blanket and a sweater I stuffed in a bed cussion I use as a pillow and just left the house and started walking until I found a new home. For the past year I have been living in an abandoned little cabin full of trash that had only two little rooms with three windows one chair and a small table with one of the legs missing.
I was around a kilometer away from this small town I found after traveling miles by sneaking into busses and trains and ended up in the out skirts of the city in a country like town you'd see in cowboy movies. Every day I would head to town and either ask for money, pick pocket people, or just steal what I could grab from a local store. I did this for five years to where I became a pro at pick pocketing money from people, throughout the years I noticed I was able to do things no normal human could do. I could grab things without touching it just by thinking it, I didn't know why I could do the things I do but I used it to my advantage.
One day I decided how much stuff can I steal from the store with out getting caught, after getting almost every item in the store the manager noticed and I made a run for it towards my cabin. I couldn't hold everything so I made everything float very close to me so it looked like they were sticking to me. As I was looking through the stuff I stole while walking back I noticed there was a man smoking a cigarette outside my cabin, I decided to keep my distance and wait for him to leave. Once he finished and left I went in the cabin and gathered all the food I had into a basket about half my size to look athow much food I had when I noticed some thing odd. *Sniff sniff* What's that smell?
I walked to the other room and noticed the window was open, once I closed it I turned around and saw the cigarette was on the floor setting some newspapers on fire. Th-That's the cigarette the man had, he must have thrown it through the window. I went up to the small fire and tried to put it but only made it worse. I stepped into the other room because the second room was completely buried in flames, I quickly put all I could grab into the basket and ran outside.
I looked back at the cabin that was already completely on fire, "Dammit!" I fell on my knees and punched the dirt road leading to town. I looked through the stuff I saved and it was all the food I stole including chips water and soda, my blanket, a rope and around $220 I saved up from pick pocketing. Now what, I need to find another home. I got the rope and made a backpack by tying the basket to my back, and so I started walking to the train station and headed to another city where there was a block with stars on the floor with peoples names on them.
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A New Beginning
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