Within The Heart (Short Story)

Within The Heart

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When I heard the news all I could do was run away. I didn't want to go into one of those homes for kid's that didn't have family. Because I did have a family. They were just gone. The wind blewed my hood off sending my hair all over the place; even to my face. I couldn't see with the hard rain drops that were falling. In the black skys ahead flashed lighting. And I knew right away I needed to get into a warm, safe place. But there was no where I could go.

The cops would find me soon. I just prayed they didn't. I refuse to go to one of the homes. With other kids I don't even know. I can't go. I would feel like I was turning my backs on my own family. Something I would never do.

I never thought I'd find myself standing out in a dangerous strom looking for a place to stay. I never thought I'd get a phone call at school and have them tell me my parent and my two twin brothers died in a car crash. My tears were hot. The only warm thing on me. I had on a light sweater with black skinny jeans. I wasn't ready for a storm today. And just the thought of my family being gone killed me.

It killed me each second. I felt my legs giving out. And pretty soon I was going to give out. I was weak. I've been out here for 24-hours. In a storm. Pretty soon the sun would come out. But it didn't matter. My mom wouldn't be here to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. I was on my own for some reason I didn't know. I don't know why these things happen. I really don't. But I just wished it didn't happen to me. Not to anybody. Nobody needs to be left alone. It isn't fun. It's sad.

I left my phone at school in my lock so they couldn't track me down. I was scared. Not just because I was alone. But because I never knew how to trust people but my family and my one best friend Gina that I had to leave behind. I wish I could call her and tell her I was okay. But I knew it wasn't safe. They'd be with her every second because they all know how close we are. And if they expect me to come back, they know I'll go to her.

I don't know how long I've been crying. But I know it was a long time and I couldn't stop. My mother always told me, 'Never hold your feelings in. Let it out. It wont make you weak, It'll make you stronger.' And remembering that made me cry even more. "Why me?" I yelled in the rain as it fell even harder. "Why?" 

Why?

Why?

Why?

I wish I had a answer. But I didn't. Maybe this was meant to happen. But it pissed me off. How could I ever be happy again? I'm only 17. I'm still a child. A child needs her mother to hold her and her father to protect her. But I had nobody. Just myself and tears that wouldn't go away. 

I believe the best place to cry is in the rain. Nobody knows you're crying and nobody knows your in pain. I love the rain. Just not this type. This is to strong that it nearly blew me away. I knew pretty soon I was going to give out. I'd just hoped it wasn't in the middle of the street. Becasue if a car comes, he wouldn't see me and hit me. Or maybe that was a good thing. Maybe it was my time to. But I knew it wasn't true. 

The street light's were turning from red to yellow to green and back to red. And I found a bus stop bench and sat there watching the street lights change. "Yellow." I said when they turned yellow. I felt weak. I couldn't hold myself anymore. I laid on the bench and closed my eyes. But I never fell alseep. I kept praying that everything was going to be okay. I kept praying that nothing bad would happen to me. That if the cops did find me they'd take good care of me. 

I prayed. And prayed. And prayed. Until I fell asleep.

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I was so hungry. And had no money to by myself something. It was still raining and I was still wet and cold. I passed a coffee shop and stop and started at it for a while. Nobody was in it but a man with drak hair that reminded me of the black ocen at night. He walked up to the door and opened it. 

"It's open you know. You can come in." He had a kind smile and I shock my head backing away.

"I don't have any money." I said still shacking my head. 

He looked me up and down and frowned. "Well, it's on the house." I know he was shocked to see me wet and drity. My white sweater wasn't white anymore. It was drity. I looked like a hobo off the street's. He probaby thought I was a hocker or something that was left by her pimp or something. 

"No thank you. I shouldn't." I was really hungry, I'll admit. But I couldn't let him do that. I shouldn't be a bother. I should walk away but I couldn't. My feet were stuck to the floor thinking about warm hot coco with cornbread. 

"No. It's on me. We should probably get you fixed up." When I didn't move he came closer and stuck out his hand. "I wont hurt you." He said. I thought about it for a few seconds and went with it. After all, I have nothing else to live for so if he kills me, he's doing me a favor. 

The coffee shop was warm and I was wrong. There was another person here. She was sitting on the right in a corner with a little girl. "What would you like?" The man asked. I turned to face him.

"Anything. I'm just really hungry haven't had food for almost two days." He frowned and turned to warm up some coco. 

 "Why?" He asked and turned to face me. "If you don't mine me asking." 

I thought about if I could trust him or not. And I couldn't. "I rather not." I said. I lowered my head and wrap my hands around the cup he passed me. "Thank you." 

"Understandable." He said. "So, are you new around here?" He asked, sitting in front of me with his own cup of coco. 

I looked up at him. "Where am I?" I asked. I was walking for to long and I don't even know if I walked out of town. Because I've never been here before. This coffee shop was new to me, the houses were too. The stores were bigger. It looked like a mall. A big mall with people walking around with their familys. All warm and safe.

"You dont know?" He asked shocked. 

 I shock my head and lowered it. "No."