Life has always been a marathon, a marathon not fair , a marathon not just and not equal to all .
Some born into it have a jumpstart or even cheats like roller skates while others... Others like me , born into a world of injustice and poverty .
We ... I .. am born with shackles, heavy rusty iron shavkles that bite into my legs and constantly remind me of my status .
A nobody with no prospects .
A roach of this world .
Funny thing , my friends ...well they arent really friends but rather kids of my age .. born with similar shackles of my own used to call me the same ... A roach .
Sitting on the bench with a half eaten sandwich which was picked out of trash , a young boy with a fragile and short build that seemed unnatural for someone his age , due to malnourishment and thin rags of cloths that barely protected his thin body from the cold of night .
Roan devoured the sandwich like a ferel animal , as his eyes darted around looking vary and cautious of others .
Living in the outer slums of the cities .. or so he had been told or rather heard from others .... The huge cities that had clean streets and air , a place where children like him had enough food and clothes to wear and even go to school .. yeah school !! Apparently it was a place where you can learn a bunch of stuff about ... Well Roan had no idea what but he knew it might be important .
Unfortunately for Roan, He was born into these dreadful and forgotten outer slums where honestly, humans were not human anymore .
But despite all that , Roan had lived in relative ease ... Well initially when his parents were alive .
Unfortunately , two years ago a fire broke out in the slums that took the lives of tens of people and demolished the appartment building that Roan used to live , it was this incident that rendered Roan alone and pushed him into the life of roach .
Unfortunately for Roan , he was out scavenging the trash mountains with some other kids when the fire broke out .
He was left alone in this accursed world .
.....
As Roan tried to remember his parents face , a tear slowly fell down his eye . He never got the chance to even say goodbye or i love you to his parents for the last time .
Moreover , people like him and his parents werent ucky enough to afford a photo .
So despite trying his hardest , slowly and painfully Roan had started to loose the ability to remember his parents faces .
Yeah he remembered memories of his family , but now after two years ... he was having trouble remembering their faces .
Sniffing away his snot and wiping his tears , Roan stood up as he watched the night sky from the top of trash mountain that laid to the south of his slum . As this was the only place where he could get a chance to see the stars that twinkled in the dark abyss .
As he waited for the clouds to move and get a chance to see the two stars that he had dedicated as his parents ... A thing that Roan came up with to ease his loneliness and regret plus not everyone in the slums could afford a grave .... Unfortunately for Roan he didnt even got a chance ... So he decided to call the two brightest stars in the night sky as his mom and dad .
Knowing that they were always looking after him from the highup.. gave his heart a sense of semblance and eased his pain .. a little .. but atleast it was something .
" Hey mom... Hey dad ... "
As the clouds parted ways , Roan laid down on the garbage as he looked at the pair of stars .
" I am.. now thirteen years old and surviving i guess "
Roan paused for a minute as his voice started to break a little as his mind tried to form some words to say but his heart started to ache .
Smiling through the pain and holding back his tears he continued .
" ... I .. well.. i got a job at the factory last month and ..and .. oh yeah i...i got these ..."
As he grabbed hold of his raggedy grey shirt that he had found in the garbage he stopped .
His voice choked and his fist tightened as he felt a rush of emotions ....
His eyes full of tears he screamed as he curled up into a ball .
" AHHHH !!!! ...WHY WHYY WHYYY !!! .. WHY IS MY LIFE SOOO SOOO BAD !!!
JUST WHY !!! WHAT THE HELL DID I DO MOM !!! ... WHY !! ... WHY DID YOU GUYS HAVE TO LEAVE !!!! WHY DID WE HAVE TO LIVE IN THIS HELL !!! JUST WHY WONT SOMEONE HELP US !!!! ...
I AM TIRED !! I AM HUNGRY !!! I FEEL SOO MUCH PAIN ... I CANT BREATH SOMETIMES !!! I COUGH OUT BLOOD !!! I EAT SHIT FOOD AND DRINK WATER THAT TASTE LIKE PISS !!!!.... "
As he slammed his fist on the trash mountai. Top he hands started to bleed and he slammed his head on the pile of garbage beneath him .
' just ...why ... Was it my fault !!!... '
Roan stayed on his knees with his head on the pile of garbage for a while , tears flowed down his soot covered face as he kept cursing in his heart .
' I just hate it .... I hate it all !!! Just kill me... Let me be free ... Or... Let me kill this accursed fate !! ...i dont want it !!! I want .... I want to live ... '
Roan slowly lost his strength as the pain from his bleeding hand finally kicked in , as he rolled over and laid on his back . Staring at the pair of stars with a blank and listless face .
A sad and pitiful smile appeared on his face .
" I ..i am happy that you two left ... Its better ... I hope its better than this world ... Where ever you are "