Kerry O'Doyle (kerry_cannot) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2009-11-19 17:34:00 |
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Who: Kerry & OPEN
When: That evening...
Where: Community Park, the Park for the Community
What: Random and unplanned liaisons
It was one of those cold days where the sky was the same lustreless grey as the ground and the trees looked like ink spilled over cracked paper; the person sat huddled up in the park made it look even colder, giving lie to the sun that weakly filtered through the cloud.
The child looked about twelve years old, no older than fourteen certainly, and was probably a boy, although no one would want to put that in writing. He looked bold, sitting there all underaged and out of school, but he'd been approached by truant officers before and had explained... well he didn't really remember what he'd explained. The time had fallen away into a large gaping hole of nothing, and when he came back he was cuddled safely under a bridge and out of the way on the backseat of a car that had been ripped out by someone at some point.
It was the times when he woke up hurting 'down there' that made him whimper and cry in confusion, but soon enough the black would come back and take him down and things would be better again, til next time.
As it was, there didn't appear to be anyone approaching him and he had nowhere to go and nothing to do... so he sat, just a small, cold boy sitting on a park bench and shivering in the bitter cold.