“Trash. That is what you are. Never wanted, never needed, useless and you serve no purpose what so ever. If you were to just disappear I wouldn’t even notice. As a matter of fact, why don’t you do just that. I have more important people in my life, I never really wanted you anyway. The only reason I kept you is that I didn’t have the money for an abortion.”
Those were the last words that it heard from it’s Mother before it rain crying out into the rain. It thought that running away would solve all it’s problems. IT is an idiot. I wasn’t the one who found it, it was at a homeless shelter sitting on a cot in the corner. Oh, did I mention that I volunteer at a Homeless Shelter? I do, I will tell you why at some point soon. Anyway, there it was. Looking scared and shit. You would think that because of the age of it, authorities would of been called. I guess it was thought that it belonged to one of the adults that were there. It took me all of thirty minutes of watching to realize that it didn’t belong to anyone and it was scared.
I had to laugh a little bit. It heard me, I waved at it. It waved back slowly. I walked over with a lunch sack. It took it and asked if it was free. I told it not to be stupid, it was in a shelter, you don’t pay for things in a shelter. I went back to passing out the lunches.
A long time had passed and it became more and more friendly with me. I offered to call it’s parents for it. It wanted to go back home even though it’s Mother said those things to it. Apparently it’s better to be ignored then be on the streets. Whatever, I don’t care.
I had my cell phone back home so I told it that either I could run back and get it or it would have to wait until the next day. It looked like it was going to cry, so I said, “Come on.” The more it talked the more irritated I became. You know what? Fuck it. No wonder the Mother said that shit, it wouldn’t shut up, not even for a god damned second. A change in plans occurred. I took it to a hotel telling it that I rented a suite because it was cheaper than paying regular rent. We went up the stairs to the top floor. I told it I had forgotten my key that I would be right back.
I walked back down to the desk, showed a little bit of tit to the guy behind the check in and he gave me the key to my room which I had lost. I told her to open the door to the balcony, as she did so I just rushed her and ‘accidentally’ pushed her over the edge. Ooops. At least it’s quiet now.