I keep waiting for it to hit me. You know that feeling of being happy, it seems like everyone has it ,but me ....Lets just say it hasnt "approached" me yet. Oh by the way, my name is Sky. No its not short for "Skyler" or anything its just SKY, my parents were big on being different , and they suceeded on me being " different". I live a pretty normal life , you know school, work, and occasionally a massive marathon of Netflix. My age doesnt matter, neither does the description of my family . You see this is my story, not theirs, and being completely honest with you, if I spend HOURS....PARAGRAPHS describing them, you are strangley enough going to get bored, so im generous enough to save you time. Oh yea , welcome to my sob story .
It all started one day.. Dont you just love when a story starts off that way. I know I use to until I found out the rest was " bullshit", excuse my language. But really it is, the girl sees guy , guy doesn't notice her until the end of the story , he has an epiphany and they live happily ever after . If only my story " ended " that way . my story seems to be still going on , and basically im trying to get you guys to help me figure it out. So here goes nothing ...
It was 5:00 in the afternoon, and my friend and I had just decided that if we stayed at the mall any longer, we might have had to file for bankruptcy. As im walking out I notice blood drippings on the floor, they were all aligned, as if to lead you somewhere . My first thought was " does anyone else care that theres blood on the floor?", I glance over at my friend, whose at this point panning out which guys bone shes going to jump. I decide not to get in between her and her " fantasy", because frankley she runs wild with it . We get closer and closer to the car, and farther away from what the dripping were leading to.
Througout the car ride home, I couldnt stop thinking of the blood, where was it coming from? WHO was it coming from?, and DID NOBODY WANNA CLEAN IT UP?
As I walked through the front door of my house my the curiosity was deadly. My night seemed to be filled with mystery, and confusion. Was it wrong for me to walk away from it, I mean EVERYONE else seemed to not give a damn, I wanted to NOT GIVE A DAMN, but DAMN here i was GIVING SOME of my DAMNS. I had to go see what it was, yea I know what you are thinking at this point, "This bitch is crazy!", and you might be right, but this is MY story so I deserve to be a little crazy .....Right??
The street lights where dim, and the stars seemed to be brighter that night. I had snuck out the house, and trust me that was a obstacle course itself, I had gotten this far, so there was no way I could turn back. I brought a knife with me in case anyone tried to kidnap me, that had been my biggest fear at this point, but as I got farther, away from my house I realized that... im really not that tuff ,if they had a gun I was out of luck. I just had to walk fast and pray for the best, I started to see the entrance of the mall, and as I got closer the drippings started to appear again. What the hell is going on, I kept thinking to myself, "maybe im getting Punk'd", was a frequent thought that crossed my mind, as I followed the blood ( Dont worry this isnt a vampire story).
The blood seemed to lead to a corner behind the mall. I contemplated should I go, I mean I wasnt ready to die, and I hadnt really " lived" up into this point. I had come WAY to far to turn around, so I went...... Boy was that a mistake..
When I had reached the last droppings, I felt a breeze, and I stared long at the object in front of me. A baby? why is there a baby on the ground? Where the hell is its mother or father? All these questions started to take control of me, but the biggest question of all is, Why isnt it crying, or even moving? I poked it to see if it was alive, I mean a good poke could make anyone move..right? There was no movement, but its eyes were going everywhere, until they landed upon me.
We stared at eachother, as if we were playing a game of "who can stare longer ". Minutes felt like hours, and hours felt like days...Still no movement, from him or I.
I finally got the courage to move closer, slowly I put one foot in front of the other, pacing myself as I got closer . The blood seemed to dissappear when I reached the baby, he had no blood on him, so WHERE WAS THE BLOOD COMING from? I didnt want to touch him, because he still hadnt moved, and if he was hurt I didnt want to add to his injuries, but he reached for me out of nowhere. He reached for me, and im no baby expert, but that had to have ment that he liked me right? I picked him up, and examined his body the best way I could in the darkness. Where is the blood coming from? I kept thinking, I didnt know whose baby this was, or even where it came from , all I knew is that it was me and him in this puzzle. Could he be the missing piece to something bigger?
I sat in silence for awhile, holding him, and staring. It seemed like all I could do is stare, he had no one.. at least no one that I knew of. The hours kept rolling on, as we sat there, I knew I couldnt sit with him all night..I had to get home. But I couldnt leave him, and calling the cops in this town is basically turning yourself in for a crime, you commited , or not. I guess he's coming with me, I mean im safe right ? even though that time I baby sat I couldnt find the kid for a good 10 minutes. Thats in the past, and unfortunally this has become my future.
I clutched him... wait, I cant keep calling him, "him", so what could your name be. he gazes into my eyes, and he smiles. I felt an electiric shock go through my heart, as if someone was trying to wake me up. Charlie, I mean thats a pretty cool name for a kid right, I guess he didnt like it that much, because when I called him it he turned away. As I stood there trying to figure out something to call him a faint voice behind me cried, " his....name....Jack"..
I froze, I hadnt looked beyond the baby to see if anyone else was there. How could I have missed someone. I was to afraid to turn around, and it seemed as if my voice had went away. "he's..my...brother". The faint voice contiued, Jack seemed to want to get closer to the voice, but my body wouldnt let me lead.
I finally got the courage to turn around, and what I saw was, lets just say unappealing. A girl, and guy, and a baby... wow what a night I am having, I thought. I approached them with caution, Jack seemed pleased to have laid eyes again on his brother, and im assuming sister. "Are you okay?, why are you bleeding?, and what the hell is going on?" I question. The guy tries to stand, but his legs seem to be broken, he lets out a yell, and stops trying to move. " James are we alive?' the girl says as blood runs down her mouth. I moved closer to them clutching Jack even tighter.
