"Come on, Dallas! Hurry up!" I must be crazy, following a bunch of wild New York delinquents into the wilderness. At ten years old, too!
We managed to climb to the top of a rocky hill, howling like a pack of wolves. I looked at the glorious world I lived on. I bet it hurts to die, more specifically, that it hurts to leave a wonderful place like this.
The sky was beautiful. Gorgeous, even. I'd always thought the sky was just one color, not the one thousand I saw now. I wished that the sky would be full of the splendid blends of color forever.
I was pulled out of my daze when I felt shockingly cold metal clamped across my wrists. Hand cuffs. I looked up into the devilish eyes of a man. A cop.
"You're under arrest for trespassing on private property," he growled."You have the right to remain silent."
I was panic stricken and looked around frantically. The group I had come with was gone."Where am I friends?" I asked.
The cop laughed."I found you alone! Whatever "Friends" you had are long gone!"
They'd left me. Me: The youngest of the group, the little brother, the pet. You don't just leave kids to get thrown in jail. You just don't. I would never pull something like this.
I was shoved harshly into the back of the cop car. The side of my head collided with the hard, plastic, seats. As I straightened myself up, the car jerked forward and I hit my head once again.
As tears began to slip down my cheeks, I made vows. I vowed to never watch another sunset, to never forgive the hoodlums that did this to me, and let any gang's pet to remain innocent. That any pet would forever and always remain cared for. Unlike me.
I never cried again after that. Never, until I found myself seventeen years old in the east side streets of Tulsa, Oklahoma. The pet was dead, worse then when I got jailed. It's all my fault. I took him to the movies, the left him alone, and then sent him the the cursed place that caused his demise. All me. All my fault.
This was all too much. I can't take it. I couldn't take betrayal as a kid and can't take my failure now. Never again will I fail someone, not me or anybody else. Never.