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Alexia's point of view.
I don't know why I'm out here! I thought to myself, I was in the bad part of town where all the thugs and rapists were…
I better hurry i told the guys i'd be back in an hour... Why did i come here.... Oh! now I remember!
I walked into the drugstore and picked up a basket, well at least the prices are cheaper here.
"Hey, do you know were the school supplies are?" I asked one of the employees.
"'Isle five in the back"
"Thank you." I walked to the said isle and went all the way back. I didn't need school supplies, (I don't go to school any more.) what I really needed was a journal.
My therapist says I need to write down my thoughts for her to better understand what's wrong with me.
There is NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!!! I screamed at myself, but I knew I was only trying to convince myself of something that was not true. There was something wrong with me…
It seemed like forever since I killed my brother… I was only six, he was about eight. I was going a craft with glitter, paper, glue, but mostly scissors… He made me mad… he kept stealing my papers and ripping them… spilling my glitter on 'accident'… he even put glue on my hair…
When I had had enough I hit him with the scissors… but what I didn't realize was that I had driven the scissors strait through his heart… he died in the hospital later that night…
My mother was so heart broken that one day she hung herself in the living room right before I got home from school… Then my father became a drunky and beat me often…
When the child services took me away I was mostly relived, I hated that house. The walls seemed to taunt me; they kept saying it was my fault… that I killed my family… the blood stains on the carpet were a constant reminder of my worst mistake.
At first my brothers death was an accident, I knew it was. It was my mother's suicide that made me… well in some respects go insane…
I started cutting myself, i drew horrifying pictures, i almost burned my room to nothing (with me in it I might add), plus I even started talking to inanimate objects... (mostly my skelanimal dog Dax...
My shoes made a horrible noise all of a sudden and I realized I had stepped on a dog toy... the squeak made a little yorkie jump out of it's master's arms and run towards me. I gave the dog the sqeaky bone and started towards the school supplies.
I picked up a plain black leather journal and some mechanical pencils and waked towards the counter. There was a guy standing there, he was buying some bactine. He could have bee a year or so older than me.
He had dark hair and dark eyes, his shirt said 'smile you fucker' which I thought wasn't something you wear in public but I thought nothing of it. His boots were what stuck out the most to me they made him look like he had talons on his feet (I thought they were epic) he also had a coat tail on his shirt, like the ones you see royal guys wearing in old paintings from Europe. (I thought he was cute)
Then some guys walked up to him, guys in saggy pants and backwards hats. Wannabe gangsters. They started calling him names like 'freak show', 'emo kid', 'devil child' 'fagget', 'pussy', shit like that.
I sighed and shook my head "Why do people have to be such assholes?" I asked half to myself.
"That's what I keep asking myself." I was startled by him, he actually talked; by the way he was reacting to the assholes, I thought he was a mute or something.
"Questions never answered" I replied. He smiled at me, and I smiled back, (and slightly blushing.)
Then one of the assholes talked to me, he said, "Hey pretty lady, you wanna come hang with us tonight?" He was walking towards me as he taked and put his arm around my shoulder. Then he continued to patronize me, "Don't worry we won't hurt you, (pause) much." His friends started laughing then, I had had enough.
"You'd have better luck picking up guys wih that line, Jack-off." The his friends looked at him with smirks on their faces and said "OOOOHHHHH!!! She got you man!!!"
The asshole walked away after that and the guy in black looked at me, "I would have handled that situation completly different." he said.
I smirked, "What punching him in the face? I can't risk a fight right now."
He smiled "Not exactly but close."
I paid for my writting suplies and walked out the door, paying no mind to the assholes in the store. The guy in black followed me and asked if he could walk with me. I said okay, even though it might not have been the best idea, and we walked in silence for a minute. Then I decided to start a conversation.
"My name's Alexia." I said
"Johnny" he replied, "but you can just call me nny."
I giggled "nny?"
"Yeah I don't really like for people to call me John and I think Nny suits me better."
We walked in silence for another minute and then nny spoke again.
"Do you mind if I walk you to your house?"
I paused, I just met this guy. should I trust him?
"I guess so, I'm sure the guys would like to meet you." I smiled.
"Guys?" he asked?
"Yeah live with my pals from child services, no one wanted us so they let us live on our own. We decided to live together and we're like a family now."
"Child services?" he asked
"My dad used to beat me when I was a kid... they took me away from him when I was eight." I looked at him half exspecting him to retract his offer.
He paused for a moment before he spoke "I'd like to meet them." he smiled
I smiled back again, and we walked down the street towards my house.
HEY just to let you guys know i go back and edit my stories alot so go back and read them if you like. if something doesn't make sense tell me and ill try to fix it or ill explain it later.
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