Tied with blood

PROLOGUE

I watch one news from the enormous tv shop window

and sigh as I listen intently as the weather man talks animatedly,

giving the bad report for rest of the week.

The heavy raindrops hit the top of my "used to be dad's" hoodie.

Just as I turn my body around from the shop I hear the breaking news.

'We have just been informed, a young girl at the age of fifteen has

been reported missing. She is known to be named as Angelica Chand , she was

last seen in a black top, a non fitting large black ACDC jumper, an Adidas

running tights and NB running shoes. If you have seen her please call the family .624 78965...

I turn my head around as fast as I can, owwww maybe I shouldn't have turned

around in fast forward. I put my hand on the cramp on my neck and freeze as

I glare at the picture infront of me, blarring out with the word in bright red "missing".

It' her.

Her smile is the thing the that hits me at first.

After that her glinting eye, then her medium-thik lips, her high cheek bones, which gets

chubby when she smiles, the darkness of her eyes, the lightness darkness of her bronze skin.

That is ME.

That's me when I was happy, that photo was taken last week in the barbecue. That was taken when I

I "thought " , I Thought had a family.

That was before the storm.

That was before today .

I glare at the picture.

I guess that's why the shop keeper came charging up to me and started shouting at me. That big fat idiot which looks exactly exactly like the window. No wonder the shop needs big wide doors. Not one door but the shop needs two doors to fit this ugly jerk through the shop, no wonder the shop was soooo BIG.

I guess it was my fault at laughing at his bouncing belly.

I cough a laugh away and gave him a long stare.

A long hard stare witch told him I wasn't scared of his gigantic infinity looking grams of fat.

If he had a problem with me thinking I would steal his tv ( which I should say was the same size as him)

then he would get my fist in his rolls of chins

That tv is HUGE, does be have brains???

I squint my eyes to make an evil glare.

I turn around and walk away.

Let him think whatever he wanted.

A druggie, thief, prostitute.

Heavy tears fall out of my eyes matching the skies blue.

I break into a jog, then sprint away

Its a good thing i'm a really fast long distance runner.

I run somewhere far from here.

Run somwhere not here.

........

I open my eyes.

WHERE AM ??!!!?!!!!!

Shit