James POV
I wake up on my place on the floor, and look at the clock, seeing it's 5:37. I mentally groan, pull my body up, and rush to the bathroom. I turn on the shower, and go Infront of the mirror, pulling my clothes off. I look at myself, noticing my scraggly dark brown hair, and hazel eyes.
my face is actually pretty handsome, but nothing special, my face more round, and my face giving me more of an innocent look. my body is skinny like hell, with barely any muscle, and even some ribs are becoming visible.
I turn away from the mirror, and feel the water, feeling it to be hot. I quickly get into the shower, and clean myself. after about 10 minutes, I get out, and dry myself. I grab my toothbrush and toothpaste and proceed to brush my teeth, before brushing my hair, and grabbing the clothes I set aside.
I am now dressed in jeans, and a black t-shirt. I put on my cheap shoes, grab my backpack, and run to the door, passing dad's room on the way. when I get to the door, I see a 4, 1 dollar bills along with a note.
I pick up the bills and read the note:
James
This is your lunch money, don't waste it
Anthony
I smile slightly, happy that I actually have lunch money. I pocket the money, and the note, before exciting the apartment. I rush down the metal stairs, before arriving on the side walk, walking through the shitty areas I love in, passing a bigger on the streets I stop for a second.
The man looks at me pleading
Begger: "Please, I need some money."
I stare at him, arguing with myself, before taking out 3 quarters I have been collecting and dropping them in his tin cup, and running ahead, hearing him say thank you.
I get to school, rushing past all the students, and getting to the cafeteria. I check the clock, and see i arrive 5 minutes before first bell. I go over to a nearly empty table, taking a seat and the end away from the other students.
I open my backpack, and start checking my homework again just in case, not wanting to get below a 100. suddenly, the guys on the other end of the table, pull out guns, and start shooting. I immediately jump down, but got hit with a stay shot straight to the heart.
I faintly hear the cries of my fellow students, as well as more gunshots, but at this point was losing consciousness due to pain and blood loss. I think about how I would never get to fulfill my dream, never give my family and easy life. I just wish I could have done more.
everything goes black, and I breathe my last breath.
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I feel the chains on my arms clank together as we stop walking, wishing I could just be away from here. I look to see mommy behind me, a sad look on her face. the man who brought us here, the man with big arms, and a scowling face yells out
Slaver: "Line up!".
we all get into lines on stage, and I see the crowd in front of us, looking at us with appraising looks. Most of them are dressed in weird clothes, not normal to what I've scene before, lots of red and purple. The man starts a bidding for us, and me, mom, and Alana all get purchased by the same man to our relief.
We are taken off stage, to a wooden carriage, and are told to get in. I hesitate for a second, so the man next to our new owner, who is dressed in shiny armor, pulls out a wip, and starts hitting me with it.
I role up in a ball, wimpering and saying sorry, before the metal man kicks me in the head, knocking me out, but giving me just enough stress and pain that the memories of my past life flood my head.
I pass out instantly.