Operation 1
All right so I've been writing this and I need your guys honest opinion about it. Don't be scared that you're going to hurt my feelings. Enjoy.
One
A boy stood on the peer holding equipment while sailors clambered up and down ladders preparing the Golden Voyager for sailing. The boy sighed then and watched a muscular man clamber up a ladder and disappear. "Hey Benjirou are you just going to stand there or help?" the man yelled at the boy as he disappeared. The boy sighed again and moved forward to help.
The boy's name was Benjirou. He was fourteen-years-old with silk blonde hair and soft expressive gray eyes. The man that had yelled at him was his father named James. Benjirou was finally going to get to go with him. He hadn't been able to since he was very-very young. This year though his mom hadn't been able to "Handle" him. Benjirou knew that wasn't the reason. His mom hated him and would always scream at him until his fragile self-esteem broke and he would run away to hide in his tree house. His dad of course saw none of this because he was away sailing all the time.
Benjirou climbed the rope ladder and followed James back to the cargo area and started helping him set up the cargo. They didn't speak until they were done. "Dad look about mom—"
"Enough! No I don't want to hear it!" the man's voice made the boy turn and run off away from everyone. Why was it no one understood him? He knew they hadn't figured out his disability until much-much later. Maybe that was it! Maybe because he was different they hated him! He scrambled up into the crow's nest and there he began to cry.
Benjirou's family hadn't discovered that he had a partially undeveloped brain until he was four. They had taken him to the hospital and that was when the doctor did an MRI. They had come back with the results and ever since then Benjirou had been treated like he was some sort of disease. It wasn't his fault and everyone else knew that, but his parents hated him and he knew it. Why else would his mom scream at him until she brought tears of shame to his cheeks? Why else would his dad stay gone longer than he said he would? Once or twice the boy had considered leaving, but like his mom always said he wouldn't get far.
Benjirou stayed in the crow's nest as the sailors prepared the ship. He hated them! Why did they treat him like that? He sighed and felt the ship pull away from the dock. He looked down into the water and for once thought about jumping. They would all be sorry then! They would always regret treating him like he was going to kill them all. He stood up and bent his knees then sighed. Why make their lives better? In fact maybe he should make them worse. He smiled lightly. "You're going to regret your decision!" he said then scrambled back down the ladder as his name was screamed from below.
