The dusty, rickety old window gave a suitable view of the world below my feet. The sun made everything seem golden and nice. I could hear the children running and laughing, the adults half-panicked cries of distress to stay away from the street. There was even the faint sound of the icecream truck coming around the corner. The birds were chirping happily, the trees swayed gladly in the wind, your typically Lifetime movie moment. Everything was at peace.
The whole thing made me depressed.
I wish, if only for a hour, that could be me down there. Not a care in the world, not having to worrying about anything, but we can't all get what we want, can we? No. Some of us have to spend our treasured childhood in a sick and twisted form of solitary confinement. You grow up thinking 'life is perfect' and 'everything is just a box of chocolate' until BAM! Life roundhouse kicks you in the face. Your views about everything are changed and you start to see the world for the horrible place it is. Yes, everyone must go through this, I know. So you may be saying now " Oh, don't bitch about it." But you don't understand, you people never understand. No one ever has to go through this shit at ten!
I'm ten years old and already I'm heartless, soulless, and loveless! My parents are dead and I'm an orphan. Yes, I also know that there are orphans younger than me, that their parents may have just didn't want them! But you don't see! You don't understand that the pain is more when you're the one that killed them! "Ahh! Run away! Psychopath! Murderer!" That's what you want to scream, I bet. But you don't see, you don't know! Hear me out! They tried to kill me first. What did you expect me to do?!? Sit there like a helpless chicken and let myself be murdered? Oh no, nun-uh, no way! I was fighting back. Don't ask me how, 'cause I don't know, but somehow, someway, I managed to kill two fully grown adults.
I ran away afterwards, but, sadly, I was found. They sent me to therapy, a children's correction center, and then finally, when they thought I was brainwashed, they sent me to an orphanage. But I was never fixed. They think I've stopped lying to them, but I've just gotten better at it.
