Ticking sound of water...
Chirping sounds of birds...
Gloomy skies of the early morning...
Tick ...
The green leaves flicker as the crystal liquid on it drown down and...
Tick...
The leaves became blurry as the view to give attention to the strange figure behind the greenish leaves dews.
Tick...
" Let's go, out job here is over..."
The shalking sounds of iron was heard with the zips if different pants.
" Let's ge-out men... we enjoyed our nite~!"
The gut-tick laughter and slamming footsteps of moving shadows walked away.
Chirp... Chirp-chirp...!
Among pair of green birds that filled the tree leaving gaps from the rays from the soft bright rasing sun.
Chirp...
A small black bird land on one of the tree branch, looking like a odd piece in the colourful lavish beauty.
Chirp chirp...
It dark redish eyes reflected the still figure as it face turned side.
The still figure of a laid abused body...
....
...
Nude.
.
.
.
" Please, just give me a week more! I beg you, I will pay my rents dews, I beg you...!"
The body rolled painful down the stairs followed by few luggage? Pieces of puffy clothes and few empty containers.
" I beg you...!"
His painful body kneeled and hands and head struggled to keep still, his sorrowful crack voice trying hard to sound out yet...
The door shut and the sky grumbled to sudden heavy rain fall.
" I beg... I have no where to go!"
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' Door slammed became something every one loved to do...'
The long pair of scar hand gently drop the rounded comb on the brown desk.
' To a poor Kid like me...'
It gently reach towards collar and gently dust off some dirt.
' What did I even do?'
The small wardrobe was opened and rats ran out of it, he ignored then cause his eyes glued to a small box which he took.
' No body can answer me!'
The small box was suddenly opened excreting dust bomb.
' No one will answer if they want too...'
The hands too the dusty old mask and slight dark thin lips blown it away
' This I knew at my toddler stage... something I knew too long ago but can't accept it...'
The hands held the mask with great gentleness and placed it on his hideous face.
' I am ugly...'
His long red blown which he seemly struggle to tied in a messy awkward ponytail with the rushing wind , unloose the string away.
' Duckling'
Door slammed hard to tremble.