lost boy | h.rj [editing]

p r o l o g u e

There was a time when I was alone..

He didn't know where he was

It was just hard for him to accept his situation

leaning on a tree in a middle of a winter night is not an easy thing for him

No where to go and no place to call home..

He wrapped his small arms around his legs curling into a small ball, pulling himself into a tight hug to felt a little warmth

Hoping that someone would find him before he froze to death

He grab the white plushy close to him and hug it tight

He loves moomin too much that he didn't bother taking thick clothes with him, instead he grab moomin in his arms and clutched on it while sitting on the backseat heading nowhere

Then he realized

His dad wants him dead or probably he gone his sight

The only thing in his head was 

'don't cry'

But in this very moment the only thing he wants to do was to cry 

i wanted to warn you guys that english is not my native language but for some reasons yeah, I really do have that much of a confidence as I am right now, publishing a story even though I know that someone would judge me but I don't care as long as I'm improving and simply satisfying myself and being happy with what am I doing, but then I am really happy to know that someone out there appreciates this even though there is a millions, billions stars at the sky and you a reader decided to waste a seconds of your life in my tiny plant on earth I am indeed very grateful for this 

Published 052317

edited 062018