Life is unpleasant for some people while amazing for others. I happen to fall into the first category of life. I looked around at what could be called a room but what I call a box. The ceiling, floor and walls are all wooden and rotting away. Every step I took in this room I could hear the creaks and cracks of wood given up. A few times my foot has fallen into a hole but was always patched by more rotting wood. I can always see the head of the nails I hammered down to keep it together. A small hole is the wall is what can be called a window. It leaves me enough room to stick my hand out, all the way to my forearm but nothing more. The only bright thing about it is that it gives a wonderful view of the moon. I don't understand how this building still stands, it could fall anytime and kill us all.

I laid on the ground and pulled the old blanket over me. My head laid on my galaxy backpack filled with books I bought from money I found on the street. My glasses began to dig into the side of my face but I didn't care. I had turned twelve recently and hid the fact. Mistress kicks out anyone when they turn twelve. I hoped that I could hide the fact from her but she found out. As soon as the sun rises, I'll be on the streets. My hand clenched into a fist as I thought about my parents. How could they leave me to rot here?

I sighed and focused my gaze on the moon. Tonight it took a crescent form and it reminded me of something. The Montressor Spaceport from my favorite movie ever, Treasure Planet. I would love to go on an adventure among the stars but it's just a fantasy. All I have these days. Things like that gives me a reason to smile, other than my best friends Vincent and Maven. The three of us have a small inside joke that Jim Hawkins is my older brother. I do kinda look like him except my hair is a lighter shade of brown but it still works. My mind had returned from fiction to reality again.

The streets don't take kindly to kids. I don't want something really bad happening to me on my first night. I should find Vincent's older sister Fawn and see if she's got room to spare. The chances of her living in her own place is fifty-fifty but it's better than being alone. I know Fawn wouldn't let happen to me since I know her brother. I didn't want to think about what would happen if she didn't take me in. Breathing became difficult and every breath I took felt rapid. I knew I was having a panic attack and immediately started doing something that my friends and I do when one of us has one.

Five things I see; wall, moon, blanket, door, and roof
Four things I feel; backpack, floor, shirt, and glasses
Three things I hear; Cars, wind, and snoring
Two things I smell; Mold and rot
One thing I taste; Bile

I calmed down a little bit but not a lot. The uncertainty of the future still sticks. I looked around the room and mumbled. "If there's anything that I can still hold onto let me know." Nothing happened like I expected. I took my glasses off my face, put them in their case before placing it in the bag and laid down on the backpack. I stared at the wall until my eyelids felt heavy and my vision went black.

I don't know whether or not to believe in any sort of entity but someone heard my words...

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