Chaos Crazy
March 26th, 2008, 02:14 PM
ADDISON POV:
My parents would have killed me, knowing I was out after curfew. I had no reason to go back home. They weren't there. They would never be there, because they didn't seem to love me anymore. My only responsibility was not for myself---it was for my little sister.
"I wanna go home!" she says sadly.
I take her hand and we walk together back to our tiny apartment. It had to be tiny, all we had was my own earnings. And I worked at Starbucks. My sister probably had better education than me. She went to school while I worked part-time.
We stepped into the apartment and pulled off our jackets.
"You hungry?" I asked her.
She nodded and sat down on the couch. I looked at her eyes. They showed fear. I knew that soon we wouldn't have enough to eat. We ate and went to sleep.
We are going to go shopping, to see if there is anything in my budget for my sister.
She's only five, so she's not picky.
I get her some new stuff, and don't worry about buying anything for me. Anna comes first, and I spend all of the money on clothes and shoes for her. People are staring, probably at how terrible I look. Then finally, a group of guys come in, and they don't stare. One of them glances at me sadly and walks on. He can tell I'm not a mom.
"Come on let's go."
We walk home, and I feel like someone's following us. I don't see anyone and i don't hear footsteps. Just a feeling. We go into the house and I read to Anna.
After I read to her, I go to sleep. I have the craziest dream about that boy...
BILL POV:
I went shoping with the guys earlier today. First we went to Aero, just to be funny, then Hot Topic. After that we just went browsing all of the stores. At the last one, I saw a little girl and I'm supposing, her older sister. Both girls looked miserable and lonely. I followed them home to find that they lived at a dirty little place that looked a lot like skid road, without the drunks. It killed me to see people so young having to live in a place like that. They're probably starving. Tommorow, I have to find them again. I don't know how, but I have to.
I awaken by Tom sitting on me.
"Ow, Tom, get OFF!"
I push him onto the floor and he screams like a girl.I have to find those girls.
Everyone else wanted coffee, so we all decided to go to Starbucks. I'm shocked at what I find there. The older girl from yesterday is there. I walk up to her and ask her her age. She tells me she's sixteen, but I get a bit too personal.
"Why aren't you in school?"
She walks away from me then, not answereing my question.
"Wait!" I pull on her arm and make her sit down. Her eyes grow wide, but she doesn't run away this time.
"Please tell me, I won't hurt you, and I won't tell anyone."
She takes a deep breath. "I need money to pay rent, and for food, and my sister---more than I need education."
I'm crying for her inside, but I try my best not to let it show.
Oh...I-I'm so sorry!" I say really fast. I probably look really sad, because she's giving me a weird stare. There's a tightening feeling in my stomach. I grimace from the pain, she askes me what's wrong.
"Nothing,"I say.
My parents would have killed me, knowing I was out after curfew. I had no reason to go back home. They weren't there. They would never be there, because they didn't seem to love me anymore. My only responsibility was not for myself---it was for my little sister.
"I wanna go home!" she says sadly.
I take her hand and we walk together back to our tiny apartment. It had to be tiny, all we had was my own earnings. And I worked at Starbucks. My sister probably had better education than me. She went to school while I worked part-time.
We stepped into the apartment and pulled off our jackets.
"You hungry?" I asked her.
She nodded and sat down on the couch. I looked at her eyes. They showed fear. I knew that soon we wouldn't have enough to eat. We ate and went to sleep.
We are going to go shopping, to see if there is anything in my budget for my sister.
She's only five, so she's not picky.
I get her some new stuff, and don't worry about buying anything for me. Anna comes first, and I spend all of the money on clothes and shoes for her. People are staring, probably at how terrible I look. Then finally, a group of guys come in, and they don't stare. One of them glances at me sadly and walks on. He can tell I'm not a mom.
"Come on let's go."
We walk home, and I feel like someone's following us. I don't see anyone and i don't hear footsteps. Just a feeling. We go into the house and I read to Anna.
After I read to her, I go to sleep. I have the craziest dream about that boy...
BILL POV:
I went shoping with the guys earlier today. First we went to Aero, just to be funny, then Hot Topic. After that we just went browsing all of the stores. At the last one, I saw a little girl and I'm supposing, her older sister. Both girls looked miserable and lonely. I followed them home to find that they lived at a dirty little place that looked a lot like skid road, without the drunks. It killed me to see people so young having to live in a place like that. They're probably starving. Tommorow, I have to find them again. I don't know how, but I have to.
I awaken by Tom sitting on me.
"Ow, Tom, get OFF!"
I push him onto the floor and he screams like a girl.I have to find those girls.
Everyone else wanted coffee, so we all decided to go to Starbucks. I'm shocked at what I find there. The older girl from yesterday is there. I walk up to her and ask her her age. She tells me she's sixteen, but I get a bit too personal.
"Why aren't you in school?"
She walks away from me then, not answereing my question.
"Wait!" I pull on her arm and make her sit down. Her eyes grow wide, but she doesn't run away this time.
"Please tell me, I won't hurt you, and I won't tell anyone."
She takes a deep breath. "I need money to pay rent, and for food, and my sister---more than I need education."
I'm crying for her inside, but I try my best not to let it show.
Oh...I-I'm so sorry!" I say really fast. I probably look really sad, because she's giving me a weird stare. There's a tightening feeling in my stomach. I grimace from the pain, she askes me what's wrong.
"Nothing,"I say.