I remember….
…something sad…….
It made me cry……
…that day…..
after that day…..
…I never smiled again.
..............I forgot HOW to smile…………..
"where is my little boy?"
"here I am mama!!"
A small child smiled and ran up to his mother. His messy red hair fell in his ruby eyes. The woman laughed and lifted the boy into the air, cradling him.
"ack! Mama! Im not a baby!"
The boy pouted at the woman, but she just smiled.
"But your soo cute!"
She nuzzled their noses together, and playfully bat his little ear's. they twitched, and he giggled.
"That tickled mama!!"
The woman started to walk into their house, still carrying the child. "Well, its time for bed."
"But mama!!"
"Don't fight your mother kid. You gotta learn, the woman always wins"
they pair looked up and saw a man standing in the doorway, waiting fro them.
The woman laughed and kissed the mans cheek.
"true dear, true."
"papa!"
The small child latched his arm around the mans arm, and giggled as the man lifted the small child into the air, as if he was flying.
"come on, its time for bed"
the man handed the child over to the woman, who carried the child to his room.
She layed him down, and pulled the blankets up to his chin, gently tucking him in.
"night mama"
she smiled and kissed the boys forehead.
"goodnight my little neko. I love you"
he giggled and hugged her.
"I love you to, and papa! I love you guys tons and tons"
the man laughed from the doorway.
"grandmother is going to watch you while we go out ok?" The pair was about to leave, when they looked into their room.
"yay!!! Grammy!!!!"
The small child was curled up, a small puppet in his arms.
"don't worry you two! Go off and have fun!"
"thanks mom, see you tonight!"
the man waved and led the woman out the door.
….they never came back……
killed….
…innocent bystanders walking home when a gang shooting broke out….
Now I know why we never went into the city……
…..i lost my smile….my happiness
all that remains from back then is my ears….
…my cursed ears…..
they show everyone im young, so they see me as a child.
….my art is taking as a joke….i cant even get b job….
yet I still find high school pointless…..
…..is it bad that I don't go anymore?
well…cant be as bad as going mute around my grandmother….
….my only family…..
how can anyone smile anymore?
….the world is so cold….
I hate those who smile and laugh….i hate them all…..
The boy was broken from his daydream, when laughter reached his ears.
The boys cat-like ears twitched, and he glared at the couple walking by.
They didn't see the angry boy sitting in the branch of a tree.
He scoffed and turned his back to them, and faced the river.
He sighed, and was about to lay down on the large branch, when something caught his eyes.
Something golden in the river.
He jumped down and ran over, plucking his hand in the water, to catch the object that was swiftly going down the river.
He tried to pull up, but it was heavy.
Using both hands, and pulled up, the object slid out of the water, and onto the grass.
A child.
A barely breathing child.