Walking quietly to class on a lone Monday morning was a scrawny looking boy, as pale as a ghost and the eyes of the devil. Blood red eyes stared down at anyone that walked past his way, daring them to stare, daring them to look at him and daring them to ask the one question he hates..."where are your parents young man?". Of course, none think the wiser when he answers that he has none, died long ago.
Only 7 and he looks like this, it should be a crime but the world is torn from what it used to be. Nowhere you go is safe, unfortunately that was wrong there is one safe place you can go and that place is called Tengoku. Tengoku literally means paradise or heaven, but only a few can go there. The ones who are rich or are so powerful no one can do a thing. People call them the gods of the world, but they are no gods. No god should steal from the poor or look down on people like they are some measly ants that should be squashed. No there is no such thing as a god here. It's a sad thing really but it's everyday life. Down on earth everything and anything happens. Old men and women are robbed, young women are rapped and kids are beat up to the point of death. No one tries to end this type of life as no one wants to. Every day is a struggle to survive and those few that do survive are heroes well they wish they hadn't. Seeing the world as it is, it's horrible and many can't take it...so what do they do, well you have a guess. They do nothing about it and leave it to us - the younger generation because we are supposed to be stronger than them. But you can't be strong if you have no parent or if you're on the edge of insanity. What do they think, that as kids we know what to do? With no guidance or leadership, we kids can do nothing and that's why I want to change it.
My family died when I was 4, right in front of me. Killed by the man I trusted most, and all he did as he cut threw them was laugh. Hysterical laughter that I can still remember now. The shivers going up my spine and forcing me a shed a lone tear that goes past my mask that protects me from outsiders. Now I bet your all thinking, what do you mean mask? This is not a normal mask like you see clowns wearing, no what I wear is an emotional mask. Keeping all my secrets safe and making sure that I shall never trust again. As I fear if I trust again I will snap. The foreboding feeling of love keeps me away and safe. I have nowhere to go. To live. No one to trust and love, but I will never want that. I will not break again, so I will keep myself locked up within the small, malnourished body away from everyone.
Being that I am only 7 I still have to go to school. School used to teach you things but now it is one of the only partially safe places there is because there is no drunks or other despicable beings here. I only wished all places where like this, as then I will know then that I am at least a tiny bit safe. The last school I went to burnt down leaving it in shambles of bricks and decay. People died that night and my one and only friend lost her life. I remember seeing her hair burning and her skin turning red. But most of all her final words 'RUN SASUKE. RUN...keep safe and always remember keep walking and never look back '. Those where her final words to me and the words that will keeps me alive until I drop dead, so I will keep on walking and never look back.