One Time Deal

Death Alone - Part 1

I never met my parents. I envy the children who are playing at the park. I want someone to care for me too.

I never had friends. All those who tried to approach me eventually turned their back to me.

No one talks to me.

No one sees me.

Not even wild cats and dogs. As soon as they see me, they all run away.

Why?

I only want someone to talk to.

I don't want to be alone.

Please, even if it is for a day, I don't want to be alone anymore.

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Each morning is the same. I wake up in the small wooden house that I found in the wood. There has been no one for years, so it's mine now. I looked outside, and the sun was already high up in the sky. I sat up on the small bed and went to the fire pit and took the rest of yesterday night's food. I ate it cold all alone in the small square that is my house.

I could hear the birds sing and the rustling of some animal walking by, but as soon as I set foot outside of my house, everything went eerily silent. I walked down the path as I usually do every morning and I end up in a park. I looked around and there are children playing around as their parents talked to each other. I sat on my usual bench to watch.

Sometimes if I'm lucky, some children ask me to play with them before their parents take them away because of me. And when they come back, none of them comes back to see me.

I know that I have dirty clothes and every part of my body is covered in black, but since I didn't have money, I couldn't afford anything else. I have black long sleeves, black gloves, black pants and black shoes. Only my face was uncovered. I also have black hair, black eyes and a golden earring that always has been with me.

Time passes, and I watched the sun disappear on the horizon. Slowly, the moon started to come out. I like to look at the moon and the stars. They are so beautiful. They never seem alone since there are so much.

I sighed as I lean my head back, enjoying the cold breeze blow on me. So peaceful. It is the only time of the day that I don't feel lonely. It is as if the moon and the stars are watching over me.

Suddenly, my stomach growled. I only ate a piece of meat this morning and nothing else. I doubt I'll find something in my small cabin. I'll have to look in the garbage bins again.

I sat up and trailed my feet as I walk. I was the only one walking in the streets as the cars flew beside me. When I reached a buffet, I walk behind the establishment where the garbage was. I carefully walk in the shadows and look inside the humongous bins. To my luck, there is food that still seems good.

I take out a food box and start to put things inside. When it is full, I close the box and run away before someone can catch me. As I approach the forest connected to the park, someone caught me by the arm.

I freeze and fearfully look at the hand that is around my arm. I try to struggle out of his grip, but the hand is still firmly gripping on me.

"P-please l-let go," I whimpered fearing the worst.

"I won't hurt you, I promise," the voice tells me.

"P-please let go," I repeat as I hold the food box tightly.

"If only you promise that you'll not run," his grip loosened a little making me take a step back, but I did not run. When he is convinced, he let go of me and crouched down so he can talk to me while looking at me in the eyes. I try to avoid his gaze by looking at my feet. "What do you have inside that box?" he asks making my body go stiff and ready to run. "I'm not going to take it away, I promise! But I saw you going through the garbage. That's not healthy," he gently says as I can still feel his gaze on me. "Instead, eat this," I hear a rustling sound and then I saw a brown bag. "There's food inside, take it, but don't eat those," he pointed to the box with the spoiled food inside. He put the bag on the ground. "See you again," he is about to touch my head, but I avoided his hand before he could.