It's a Terrible World

Jay didn't feel like talking and it seemed neither did the boy who was curled into himself. Jay just laid back down on his side and faced the other direction. He hated that this was happening to him, that he was just given up by his mom and shoved in a cage like an animal. The boy felt numb, an uncommon feeling to have for a six year old, like nothing mattered anymore. His mother gave him up and his home was so far behind him now. Has much has these thought taunted Jay to cry he could not after how much he had cried already. He felt drained and tired.

Jay does not remember falling asleep but being woken up from people shouting around him had told him so. The boy panicked and took a quick moment to assess what was going on and the first thing Jay had noticed was that the other kid was still beside him in a separate cage. They were also outside between a dirt path and a canopy, and there where people everywhere. Some where at other canopies looking at stuff. The shouting he had heard was just a bunch of people talking over each other.

The kid was now only in shorts which brought Jay's attention to the fact that he was no longer wearing his ducky onesie but also shorts.