Hey guys this is not my characters but this plot is mine. So read on if you dare.

Tick, Tock, Tick Tock.

The clock is ticking, ticking away my life. But no one notices that with every passing second, minute, hour, day that I am dieing inside. I have no family. I am a freak among freaks; even "they" fear me. They try to hide it but they can't not from me. I can't touch but I can watch. For three years I have watched as people flinched away from me. And in all this time not one of them tried to get to know me, not even the fur ball. I have had so many places I've lived and yet not a single person tried to find out the real me. Now my time is running out and all I can hear is the ticking of the clock.

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock.

Author's pov

It was the sound he woke up to in the morning. It was the sound he fell a sleep to at night. To him the sound held no meaning but he was about to learn just how meaningful those seconds he took for granted could be.