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Chapter 1
Broken
"Richard! Did you burn Talli's homework?!"
A little boy, no older than seven, with big blue eyes of two different shades and curly blond hair looked up from a matchbook and a burning pile of toothpicks.
"No, I didn't!" He shouted, quickly dumping a cup of water over the toothpicks and sweeping the whole mess under the bed. Just then, the door banged open and a girl, much taller than the boy, stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
"You stupid psychotic pyromaniac! How dare you come into my room with your freakin' matches and torch my homework! You have to be the weirdest little freak I have ever met!" She spun on her heel and stormed out, the door slamming shut behind her.
The little boy looked at the door, his duel colored eyes slowly filling with tears. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold lighter. Wrapped around the body of the lighter was a silver dragon with two blue gemstones for eyes. The gems were two different shades of blue, like the little boys own eyes. The lighter had been a gift from his father on his fifth birthday. His father had died shortly after, and the only thing he left his son with was the lighter, and a newborn sister.
He cradled the lighter to his chest and rocked back and forth. For every hate-filled word his sister had flung at him, he slipped farther and farther into his mind, to a place where no one would hurt him. They couldn't get to him in his special place; he was a million miles away, having fun with people who cared about him.
With a vacant smile, he reached for his matchbook and another pile of toothpicks. He set them down and ran to the bathroom for another cup of water. He learned the hard way - never light toothpicks of fire on you bedroom floor with out a source of water close by - ever. As he walked back to his room, he glanced over his shoulder. Vicky was hiding behind the hallway table and watching him, waiting for the right moment to pounce. He could never let his guard down, if he did, he was attacked by crazy two- year olds or mean bullies. So he kept an eye on his sister as he continued down the hall. When he passed Talli's room, he could hear music blaring through the closed door.
~*" Well I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell, I know right now you can't tell, but stay a while and maybe then you'll see, a different side of me"*~
He smiled at the irony of it all. That should be his theme song; he could just hear it playing every time someone looked at him (which meant that it would be playing constantly, and that would get annoying). The door swung shut behind him as he walked into his room, blocking out the music.
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I hope you like it so far, and I hope I got the lyrics right (its Unwell, and I believe Matchbox 20 wrote it, if I'm wrong, please correct me). I know that everyone writes about Ricky, and they always use that song, but I couldn't help it! The song wouldn't stay out of my head, and neither would Ziggy! He kept singing it over and over and over as he dug holes (he kept sing parts of Dig It too!) Anyways, tell me what you think.
Chapter 1
Broken
"Richard! Did you burn Talli's homework?!"
A little boy, no older than seven, with big blue eyes of two different shades and curly blond hair looked up from a matchbook and a burning pile of toothpicks.
"No, I didn't!" He shouted, quickly dumping a cup of water over the toothpicks and sweeping the whole mess under the bed. Just then, the door banged open and a girl, much taller than the boy, stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
"You stupid psychotic pyromaniac! How dare you come into my room with your freakin' matches and torch my homework! You have to be the weirdest little freak I have ever met!" She spun on her heel and stormed out, the door slamming shut behind her.
The little boy looked at the door, his duel colored eyes slowly filling with tears. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold lighter. Wrapped around the body of the lighter was a silver dragon with two blue gemstones for eyes. The gems were two different shades of blue, like the little boys own eyes. The lighter had been a gift from his father on his fifth birthday. His father had died shortly after, and the only thing he left his son with was the lighter, and a newborn sister.
He cradled the lighter to his chest and rocked back and forth. For every hate-filled word his sister had flung at him, he slipped farther and farther into his mind, to a place where no one would hurt him. They couldn't get to him in his special place; he was a million miles away, having fun with people who cared about him.
With a vacant smile, he reached for his matchbook and another pile of toothpicks. He set them down and ran to the bathroom for another cup of water. He learned the hard way - never light toothpicks of fire on you bedroom floor with out a source of water close by - ever. As he walked back to his room, he glanced over his shoulder. Vicky was hiding behind the hallway table and watching him, waiting for the right moment to pounce. He could never let his guard down, if he did, he was attacked by crazy two- year olds or mean bullies. So he kept an eye on his sister as he continued down the hall. When he passed Talli's room, he could hear music blaring through the closed door.
~*" Well I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell, I know right now you can't tell, but stay a while and maybe then you'll see, a different side of me"*~
He smiled at the irony of it all. That should be his theme song; he could just hear it playing every time someone looked at him (which meant that it would be playing constantly, and that would get annoying). The door swung shut behind him as he walked into his room, blocking out the music.
~*~*~*~*~
I hope you like it so far, and I hope I got the lyrics right (its Unwell, and I believe Matchbox 20 wrote it, if I'm wrong, please correct me). I know that everyone writes about Ricky, and they always use that song, but I couldn't help it! The song wouldn't stay out of my head, and neither would Ziggy! He kept singing it over and over and over as he dug holes (he kept sing parts of Dig It too!) Anyways, tell me what you think.