SOOOOOOOO..........HERE'S CHAPTER 5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I GOT NOOOOOOOOOOOO REVEIWS!!!!!!!!! THAT'S JUST SOOOOOOO DEPRESSING, EVEN MY OWN SISTER DIDN'T REVIEW!!!!!!!!! She's a goonie lover, poo on her.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! They just make my day!!!!!!!!!!
This chapter will probably be short, but IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!(ya know, the whole has relevance later on in the story)
Disclaimer-I do not own the movie Newsies, nor the character Spot Conlon (I think he owns himself) anything that is related to the movie belongs to Disney. As far as I know, all characters and plot stuffs in this story (beside spot) are my own. If I am mistaken, I apologize, please don't sue. Oh, and ummmm, I'm not making any money from this. I think that's good
Title: Brooklyn's Beginnings
Chapter: Nightmares
Rating: PG-13 for violence, language, child abuse, and some other stuff, I don't know, we'll see how it goes, but it probably won't get any higher.
The event with Finn had stirred things up in the orphanage. The adults were used to getting kids who were confused, and behavior problems were often considered normal, though certainly not dealt with kindly. For such a smile child, Gabriel had displayed intense acts of violence, and seemed not to care at all. Also, the other children in the orphanage feared him, but also looked upon him with utter awe. He didn't have a nightmare until his third night at the orphanage. Now, it must be understood that Gabriel didn't just have ordinary childhood nightmares, his nightmares were real. They continued throughout most of his life, though they eventually became rare occurrences, usually only happening when he was in unfamiliar places, or in stress. His nightmares varied in content, but often had to do with all the fears he kept bottled inside him. Many children at the orphanage had nightmares, but so far none had been experienced that seemed quite so extreme as Gabriel's. It was about one-o-clock in the morning, and everyone was peacefully sleeping, except for Gabriel, who was involved in a deep ream sleep, and turning, tossing, and mumbling things in his sleep. He first woke Percy, who was a fairly light sleeper for a boy, and had a bunk right next to Gabriel. Then he screamed, it was a high piercing scream that came form the depths of Gabriel's tiny convulsing body. He started yelling things like "No, no stop! Don't!!! Stop it!" He was yelling and screaming and soon the whole bunkroom was awake and staring at Gabriel with eyes wide and full of confusion. It was Percy who finally ran and pounded on Ms. Juli's door. When she came in, she tried to wake Gabriel, who was still screaming, but he lashed out at her. Soon, all the adults had crowded into the room, trying to wake Gabriel up. Finally, he did wake, and when his eyes snapped open they were a color so deep blue, they were almost unrecognizable from the cold intense blue they had seen for the last three days. Gabriel huddled himself in the corner of his bed, knees drawn up, eyes frantically searching around the room, staring at it's occupants, who were shocked by another strange factor of this already unusual boy. Gabriel was hyperventilating, and when Ms. Juli tried to reach out and touch him in comfort, he sharply drew back, and yelled. Tears started to peek out of him eyes, as if he was trying to hold them in. He started whimpering the name "Hayden."
Eventually, Gabriel calmed down enough for Ms. Juli to go near him. She told the other boys to go back to bed, and she took him by the hand and led him to her room. She sat him on her bed, and asked him to tell her about what happened. He just shook his head, and started crying again, mumbling things. She thought she heard the words "him, Hayden, beat, my fault, and not again." She sat there for about an hour with h him, though he would never let her get close to him. She wanted to hold him, rock him and tell him that it was just a dream, and that everything would be all right. But something told her that this was not what the little boy needed, and that they would have to learn to deal with him differently than most children, and to be extremely patient.
I GOT NOOOOOOOOOOOO REVEIWS!!!!!!!!! THAT'S JUST SOOOOOOO DEPRESSING, EVEN MY OWN SISTER DIDN'T REVIEW!!!!!!!!! She's a goonie lover, poo on her.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!! They just make my day!!!!!!!!!!
This chapter will probably be short, but IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!(ya know, the whole has relevance later on in the story)
Disclaimer-I do not own the movie Newsies, nor the character Spot Conlon (I think he owns himself) anything that is related to the movie belongs to Disney. As far as I know, all characters and plot stuffs in this story (beside spot) are my own. If I am mistaken, I apologize, please don't sue. Oh, and ummmm, I'm not making any money from this. I think that's good
Title: Brooklyn's Beginnings
Chapter: Nightmares
Rating: PG-13 for violence, language, child abuse, and some other stuff, I don't know, we'll see how it goes, but it probably won't get any higher.
The event with Finn had stirred things up in the orphanage. The adults were used to getting kids who were confused, and behavior problems were often considered normal, though certainly not dealt with kindly. For such a smile child, Gabriel had displayed intense acts of violence, and seemed not to care at all. Also, the other children in the orphanage feared him, but also looked upon him with utter awe. He didn't have a nightmare until his third night at the orphanage. Now, it must be understood that Gabriel didn't just have ordinary childhood nightmares, his nightmares were real. They continued throughout most of his life, though they eventually became rare occurrences, usually only happening when he was in unfamiliar places, or in stress. His nightmares varied in content, but often had to do with all the fears he kept bottled inside him. Many children at the orphanage had nightmares, but so far none had been experienced that seemed quite so extreme as Gabriel's. It was about one-o-clock in the morning, and everyone was peacefully sleeping, except for Gabriel, who was involved in a deep ream sleep, and turning, tossing, and mumbling things in his sleep. He first woke Percy, who was a fairly light sleeper for a boy, and had a bunk right next to Gabriel. Then he screamed, it was a high piercing scream that came form the depths of Gabriel's tiny convulsing body. He started yelling things like "No, no stop! Don't!!! Stop it!" He was yelling and screaming and soon the whole bunkroom was awake and staring at Gabriel with eyes wide and full of confusion. It was Percy who finally ran and pounded on Ms. Juli's door. When she came in, she tried to wake Gabriel, who was still screaming, but he lashed out at her. Soon, all the adults had crowded into the room, trying to wake Gabriel up. Finally, he did wake, and when his eyes snapped open they were a color so deep blue, they were almost unrecognizable from the cold intense blue they had seen for the last three days. Gabriel huddled himself in the corner of his bed, knees drawn up, eyes frantically searching around the room, staring at it's occupants, who were shocked by another strange factor of this already unusual boy. Gabriel was hyperventilating, and when Ms. Juli tried to reach out and touch him in comfort, he sharply drew back, and yelled. Tears started to peek out of him eyes, as if he was trying to hold them in. He started whimpering the name "Hayden."
Eventually, Gabriel calmed down enough for Ms. Juli to go near him. She told the other boys to go back to bed, and she took him by the hand and led him to her room. She sat him on her bed, and asked him to tell her about what happened. He just shook his head, and started crying again, mumbling things. She thought she heard the words "him, Hayden, beat, my fault, and not again." She sat there for about an hour with h him, though he would never let her get close to him. She wanted to hold him, rock him and tell him that it was just a dream, and that everything would be all right. But something told her that this was not what the little boy needed, and that they would have to learn to deal with him differently than most children, and to be extremely patient.