I lay awake. The damp old walls around me creaking as if wispering to me. My blanket is wrapped around me tightly but the cold still cuts me up with its invisible knives. It strikes me again, the fact that I have no family. Just a day before I did, but they were taken away from me. My mum, my dad and my unborn brother. Gone. I feel the hot tears drip from my eyes. I begin to shake histericly. The tears streaming down. I remeber my mothers face. Her eyes gleaming down on me. My father behind her smiling. My unborn baby brother sitting there listening in my mothers stomach. Listening to it's, soon to be family.
"Hey" The boy on the bunk under me wispers. "Shut up Alex or they'll here you!" "I, I -" I manage to mutter between wimpers. "I cant - help it." I eventually wisper back to him. "It'l be worse if you keep that up! Trust me..." He's words were cut short as the bedroom door swung open revealing a quite tall man. " Who's talking?" He yelled across the room. A strong silence upheld in the air untill the beefy man cut it once more. "Do ya' all want to be punsihed, heh!" He yelled for the second time. I sit up " uh - sniff- it was me - sniff" I proclaime across to him. Tears still streaming. "Come with me young man" He has a sinister look on his eyes. I climb slowly down the bunk and see the boy under me's face. It is of horror. Of panic. "Come on we dont have untill christmas, now do we!" He's voice echoing beyond me this time.
I follow him down a long hallway untill we reach a room. "Come inside boy" He insists. In the room there is a middle aged lady and a young man smoking a ciggerete. The lady seems to be busy with something but the young man stares at me and the beefy man. The beefy man grabs me by my shoulders. He shakes me as he speaks "Do you think it's funny to keep everyone awake? Do you think you can make as much noise as you want and no one will care?"He's face just an inch from mine. "N - no sir, I was just - just crying" he could hear my panic he could feel it. He pushes me on the ground and walks off to the corner of the room were he grabs a belt hanging on the wall. I was a spider caught in a jar. "Get up and stand in front of the wall"
I quickly clambered up and stood as told. My fall had created a clenching pain in my shoulder. I could feel the tension in the room. My teeth gritting together. The belt fell hard on my back.
"Ahh - ah" I yelled. Another stinging strike. It felt like a blade being slowly gaudged into my back. I begin to cry once more. "Stop blubbering!" Another strike. I am on the ground now. I cant get up, I wont.
I wish I had someone to be with me,
A brother...
