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 Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 12:20 am
I sat in my room watching the day go by slowly. The clouds were now Grey. The sun had gone in hiding to let the rain pour. I didn't know how to feel. I was still, cold. I had just gotten back from the doctor. And I couldn't get his voice out of my head. Those few words rang inside my ears for days. And they weren't ready to stop. And then I realized, I had to get Robbie out. Cause if I didn't, he'd never leave.
I rushed downstairs. Robbie was watching cartoons while my mother was sitting on the couch with a man i had never seen before. But then, I'd never really seen any of the men she'd brought home more than once. So I didn't take the time to memorize his face. My mom was smoking a cigarette. "Mom," I started. "Don't you think you should put that out around Robbie?"
"I think you should take him upstairs and keep your mouth shut," she said back. She didn't like the fact that I asked her to put out her cancer in front of my six-year old brother. But, I did as i was told. I took Robbie up to his room and put on cartoons for him. He watched in silence. I went back to my room. I pulled out "Beyond Good And Evil". It was one of my favorites. I read myself to sleep. I woke to the loud noise of thunder.
It was dark outside. Robbie was standing, peering his face over the edge of my bed. "What are you doing up," I asked.
"I can't sleep," he said. "Can I sleep in here?"
"Sure I said. I got up and pulled out a sleeping bag from under my bed. I tucked my brother under my comforter and slept on the floor. It wasn't long before I woke up again.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 4:41 pm
This time I had a massive headache. I went to the bathroom to grab some medication. I had to take three kinds to sooth my cancer. For a while that is. I couldn't sleep after that. The next morning is whe I started planning our trip from Connecticut to Pawtucket Rhode Island. I was planning this trip for a reason. My time was almost up and if you ask me, my mother is not fit to look after Robbie when I leave.
I took every penny I saved up and counted $350. That was enough. The train station wasn't very far. I could walk. And so I did. We didn't live in a very big town.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:55 pm
Very interesting start...I am liking it so far.
I really would like more though...more...detail, more...everything.
I think you could do a lot with what you have got so far
Kudos
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 4:28 pm
The station was very dull and smelled of beer and cheap perfume. I went up to the counter and ordered to one way tickets for Pawtucket. The reason for one way being, we weren't coming back. The ticket salesman looked at me with a stern expression. Probably thinking about how odd it was that a kid my age was buying a $150 ticket to Pawtucket Rhode Island.
"What's there," he asked me. His voice was deep and jagged. It sounded like a cat choking on fish bones, if that were actually probable.
"Family I responded. I gave him the money, the receipt printed and I left. When I got home, my mom was sitting on the couch, smoking her Parliaments.
"Where were you," she asked as if she cared.
"I went for a walk." I said back to her. Afterwards I went up stairs ignoring any other comment she had to send with me. I went up to find Robbie sitting in his bedroom watching cartoons and playing with Lego's.
"Hey," I began. Are you hungry or something?"
"Yeah," he said. "I haven't eaten all day." So I made him a sandwich and sent him to bed. He would need all the sleep he can get. We were heading for the station the following day.
I set my alarm for 6:00am. Mommy dearest wouldn't be up until about noon. We left the house making almost no sounds at all. I had a backpack with a few change of clothes for my brother and me, the last bit of money I had from my savings. And a gun that my father left before he left for Iraq.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 4:29 pm
The station was very dull and smelled of beer and cheap perfume. I went up to the counter and ordered to one way tickets for Pawtucket. The reason for one way being, we weren't coming back. The ticket salesman looked at me with a stern expression. Probably thinking about how odd it was that a kid my age was buying a $150 ticket to Pawtucket Rhode Island.
"What's there," he asked me. His voice was deep and jagged. It sounded like a cat choking on fish bones, if that were actually probable.
"Family I responded. I gave him the money, the receipt printed and I left. When I got home, my mom was sitting on the couch, smoking her Parliaments.
"Where were you," she asked as if she cared.
"I went for a walk." I said back to her. Afterwards I went up stairs ignoring any other comment she had to send with me. I went up to find Robbie sitting in his bedroom watching cartoons and playing with Lego's.
"Hey," I began. Are you hungry or something?"
"Yeah," he said. "I haven't eaten all day." So I made him a sandwich and sent him to bed. He would need all the sleep he can get. We were heading for the station the following day.
I set my alarm for 6:00am. Mommy dearest wouldn't be up until about noon. We left the house making almost no sounds at all. I had a backpack with a few change of clothes for my brother and me, the last bit of money I had from my savings. And a gun that my father left before he left for Iraq.
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 10:51 am
Robbie and I boarded the train. We found a seat near the back of the train. I held Robbie while he slept in my arms. I felt so bad for him. He didn't know what was going on in the world lately. He didn't understand why our mother did the things she did- or still does. The train slowly started moving. It's whistle was loud. There were people outside the train waving goodbye to other people they must have known. Some were crying, some were happy, and some were expressionless.
I can't say if what I did was right, but I know that even though I was 15 at the time, Robbie was safer with me than with anyone else in the world. Except for our father maybe. He care for us a lot. He and my mom loved each other. But then my she started doing drugs and losing her morals. Robbie slept for most of the train ride. I didn't sleep at all. When he woke up, he asked me where mom was. And I told him-
"Mom isn't coming with us." He looked at me with a bitter, sad face.
"She doesn't love us does she," he asked me.
"Of course she does. She's just having a hard time with life right now. Thats why we're going to stay with aunt Josie."
"Okay." That was that. He didn't ask any more questions the rest of the ride there. Aunt Josie was always happy to see us; Rain, shine. Even in the worst of days, Robbie and I were always welcome in her home. It wasn't long until the train pulled into the Pawtucket Train station. As we left the station, I called in for a cab from a pay phone. Not but twenty minutes later, we were on our way to Aunt Josie's manor.
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