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Scared Of The Moon -1-
Heyy! :D This is my new stori.I just had the Idea. :DDD -Xee 1984* Im 24* Me:Noo! Mom,please dont leave me! I need you! Mom: Baby girl, I..I have to go. Me:Mom You cant go...you cant goo!! Mom: Be strong..I...I love you. (smiles faintly in pain) Me: NO!! Mom: Im going with daddi Iman...B-(dies) Me: Mom?! (puts my head against her chest to see if she's breathing) No! I love you...(drowning in my tears) 2 years later* It's been 2 years since my mom died. Im homeless still. I've been homeless my whole entire life.I was born homeless and probably going to die homeless. I have no friends, never have. I didnt go to school but I have all I need to know to survive. I know alot about music and I love singing. I sing all the time here in my little ally. It's pretty much the only thing I can do, well that and beg. Whenever someone comes down here I always beg for just something, but they always threaten to kill me or something. What did I do wrong? Me: (Walking around and Humming) Doo doo doo da da. :) ???: Hey girl, how much? Me: Oh no, Im not a prostitute. ???: Would you like to be? (smiles) Me: No thank you. (starts walking away) ??: Marlon, leave her alone you gotta girlfriend. Marlon: Mike, Im just playin'. Mike: Yah, wateva. (to me) Im sorry miss. He's alittle abnockshus(Idk how yuu spell it). Me: It's okay I get that all the time. (smiles) I sorta live here so there always comin- Mike: You live here? Alone? In this alley? Me:Yah. Mike: Do you like wanna come live with me and I'll help you find a home. (smiles) Me: No, Im- Mike: Are you hungry? I can give you some food. That was a message of hope right there. To know I wouldnt have to beg. He willingly was offering it to me. It gave me hope that I would live another day. Im like a Jew in a concentration camp, I was starved, and if I did have food It was very little and most of the time rotten. Me: Food? Mike: Um, yah. Me: Edible food? Mike: Yes. Me: You dont know how much that means to me. (hugs him) Yes, please I havent eaten in 6 days. Im so hungry. (crying on his shoulder) Mike: 6 days?! C'mon you can come back to my house with me. Marlon: Mike, I dont think- Mike: She's frikin starving Marlon! You want me to leave her out here?! Marlon: Mike (whispers) a disease or something. Me: No please dont think those things. Please feed me. (whiping my tears)Im clean. Mike: C'mon, my house is near by. Just around the corner. Can you walk?Cause I can carry you. Me: (giggles slightly) I can walk, thank you. So we walk to this mans house and it is beautiful. Biggest most fantastic house I've ever seen. Just gorgious. We went up to the doorstep and the man unlocked the door. The inside was even more stunning than the outside. There was beautiful works of art. The furniture was so awesome also. I didnt even wannasit down. Mike: Um sit down please. (gestures to a stool at the kitchen counter) Me: (sits down) Marlon: (sits next to me) Mike: Um Okayy, what would you like to eat...uh.. Me: Iman. Mike: Iman, I like that. (smiles) Here I'll tell the chefs to prepare something while you go wash up. (wipes a little dirt off my face and shows me his finger)See? Me: Um...yah, okayy. Mike: (giggles) I'll have someone lead you there. Me: Okayy. Thank you.(goes upstairs) Mike: Your welcome. Marlon: Why? Mike: Why what? Marlon: Why'd you take her in? I mean you could've just gave her some money and she could waste it on whatever she chooses. Mike: Dont worry Marlon. Marlon: Okayy, but when she starts wanting money and sex, dont come running to me. Cuz you know Im just gon' rubb it in your face. Mike: Whatever. 30 minutes later* Me: (yelling) Hello, sir?!! Marlon: She called you. Mike: Oh. (going up stairs) Yes Iman?! Me: What do I wear?! Mike: Here, I'll get you something. Wait a sec. (runs to his room and back and comes back with a big shirt) Here, this is all I have. Me: (opens the door a little and sticks out a hand and grabs the shirt and closes the door.) Thank you sir. Mike: Iman, my name is Michael. Me: (comes out dressed) Oh, ok then. (smiles) To Be Continued....... How was it? Do think it's good? Well if you dont the next one will be better. -Xee ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
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