StICh

A/n

Ok so this chapter will be only around 300 words since I suck at beginning story's -3- yea! Have faith in me!

"Twinkle twinkle little star.... how I wonder what you are. Up above, the world so bright.... like a diamond in the sky..... twinkle twinkle....", a young boy sang, being cut off as he ended up into a fit of coughs. Dazed only by little, he hazily picked up a small needle he dropped going back to work of stitching his arm were a long gash stood out three fourths already stitched. "Little star....", he continued tiredly, tying a not biteing the extra string off.

It's been long. To long since he has seen the sun, sky, moon... the world. His memory were fazed of those things, head hurting to much when trying to remember those things. One part of him thinking those things are fake, not real while the other part thinks how he witnessed those things once and how true they were. It wasn't fair. HIW he was stuck in a small box that felt if got smaller and smaller every day. Or hour. He couldn't tell any more.

      Sighing he stared at the wall. Unlike if what he expected, the wall suddenly blew into flames revealing the one and only Blue Boy Scout with wonder women and Flash of what he could remember. Eyes widened still sitting in the same spot he watched as they looked at me, faces slowly turn into shock. He didn't under stand...

Was it his face?