Lullaby

Chapter One

It began. Another beginning had begun. Another clean slate was created but it's not as clear as it should be... So would that still make it a new beginning?
Do I have a right to take this opportunity? Do I really have a choice? Is this all or nothing?
But I take it, and it ended me in a damp and dark alley where this all started. Standing up is only the first step to choosing, I don't have an option.

My bare feet are cold and dirty on the slippery stone, they feel numb, especially because there is a pointy object under my nail, making it go red. I put it in my mouth to investigate the liquid, it tickles. It tastes okay.
I stand up straight, correcting my posture and clicking my knees into the right place. I'm unable to fix my elbows because my bones are sticking out too much. They like to poke out on my wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. I think I'm a bit skinny.
I adjust my top and sleeves, and turn to my only light. There are loud cars on the lines over there, they are fast, but the sight is blocked by a mountain of bricks. I remember it, and I remember vaguely the sound of footsteps... Although I don't remember them coming from behind me?

His eyes have big round shadows under them which seems to over lap. His face is straight, his cheek-bones rounding his features into the human he is. His eyes locked onto mine, tightly gripping my attention.
"O-oh, do I k-know you?" I asked, tracing his figure in a combination of light and dark... But he said nothing. Unresponsive emotionally, he got out a sharp silver object and inserted it into my torso and I let out a giggle.
"Wow!" I splutter, as he pulls it out. "Let's be friends!"
As my mouth smeared into a grin, I can see the mans expressionless face show a form of emotion, so I go to touch his face to calm him down. It works for me.
I was about to touch him when he ran away, I don't understand why, but I run after him. "Come back and let me help you!" All he did in return was yell.

We were stopped by two people in funny uniform (who I'm guessing are important) and they called for something called an ambulance on a thin little block. I recognise that too. A car came over and put me into the back of that ambulance thing. (which for some reason had shining noisy siren on top) They poked me and asked me about the newly indented hole in my stomach, but I'm too tired to speak, so I left them to worry.