// ALONE //

His name is Aaron a heavily built 27 year old with black hair ,reaching until his eyebrows.

A scar just under his right eye.

His family left him alone ,in an alley way far from home.

He is still alone ,in need of help and support but no one gave him that.

He works as a bartender at a local pub, the pay is not good but he has to live with it to survive.

At sunrise, in the month of September, he stood outside an abandoned building ,the sight of shattered glass and darkness surrounded him.

The sound of the wind howling in his ears, raindrops against his clothes.

Screams and the roars of traffic in the distance.

He felt fed up and frustrated of why everyone left him, stranded.

The urge to cry kept growing in him, he close to ignore it for so long, then he finally gave in, tears running down his cheeks.

The smell of dust and smoke burning his nostrils, the inside of his mouth tasted disturbingly bitter because of the lack of food.

The weather, foggy, the sky sunless, the lashing rain against the buildings and ground.

Rain fell down his body continuously, soaking him.

The raging wind pulling at his clothes, slightly moving him.