Last night was like a dream to me. Who would have thought Mr Finley was actually a nice guy. Though I believe it was all fake but I'm not going to go into that now.
He actually dropped us in front of our house instead of letting us get off at the nearest junction like we told him to. Not only that, he also got us takeouts for dinner. How kind of him, right? I guess not, because sooner or later he's gonna ask for something in return. We're just gonna sit and wait for that to happen.
We got to work on time again today, thanks to Harry who offered to be my alarm clock, and started our work. Harry wanted to finish up his work as soon as possible so he could go clubbing with some of his gang members.
I'm surprised at how this guy manages his life. He basically goes clubbing four days a week and still gets to work on time.
We've been driving for almost two hours now and I don't know where in the world we're going. I thought about asking Mr Finley but I don't want him to think I'm a scared of him so I keep my mouth tight. Please try to get me, it's not that I'm scared he'll hurt me, it's just that I get this weird feeling from him and it's really creepy. After approximately two hours ten minutes, we arrive at this beautiful neighborhood (I don't know what it's called). We pulled at a beautiful mansion. It almost looked like a mansion. Mr Finley got our and I followed suit. When we got to the door, it opened automatically. Wow, do doors really do that these days, it's sooo cool. "It's cool right, I know " Mr Finley said with a satisfied grin plastered on his face. My only answer was a rapid nod of my head. Mr Finley laughed and o
The ride back was really awkward, I felt as though I didn't know who Harry was, which in truth, I really didn't. I felt as though he was a complete stranger. I was tempted to start asking him questions but I decided to wait until I had gotten some food in my stomach. We got to McGee's, our favourite restaurant to get something to eat. I waited in the car while Harry went inside to order some takeout for us. After a while, he came back with two plastic bags containing what he ordered, then we drove to my shed. I call it a shed because it used to be a storage room. It was used to keep grains by the former owner. When we got to my shed, he said, "You're just gonna grab a few of your things, then we move to our new crib" "Our new what?! ""Crib, it's w
The night went by pretty fast that by the time I got out of bed, Jeff, Conny, Mike and Harry had gotten ready for the day's work. "hey, good morning " I greeted Harry. "good morning sleepy head ""you're all set? ""yeah, me and the others will be heading out in a bit ""okay ""come down for breakfast will ya ""alright, I'll be down in a bit" He left me in the room to freshen up which didn't take me up to five minutes. When I was done, I went downstairs. "good morning everyone " I greeted them to which they all acknowledged. "good morning, hope you slept well? " Julian being his cheery self I guess. "yeah, I did""oh that's good " he served me my breakfast "bon appetit" "thanks ""don't men
It's been three week since I started working at Nico's illegal warehouse /laboratory. The job wasn't exactly what I thought it was. When Julian said I was to work as supervisor,this wasn't what came to my mind. My work consisted of me cross checking the packaged orders and going to with whoever delivers them to make sure that the customers get their orders. I don't exactly get why I was given this position but I heard along the lines of what Julian said that 'there's no other person Nico would rather trust to handle it here'. When I asked Julian why he couldn't do the job, he said he already had enough on his plate being Nico's second in command. I also asked why the other guys couldn't do the job and he said that they already had other branches they were heading and so their hands were full. Since I couldn't quite argue with him, I just rolled with it. I wasn'
When I got to the house, the lights were still on, that meant I was right one time. I was greeted by the sound of talking and laughter as I approached the kitchen. "hey Cole, what's up man" Conny was the first to see me as the others turned their heads to face my direction welcoming me. "welcome home cupcake " for some unreasonable reason Julian had been calling me that for the past weeks after our little cupcake picnic. It was really frustrating to get him to stop calling me that. "hey buddy, you look beat" I always trust Harry to notice little things like this. "yeah, I am""aw, poor cupcake, why don't you have a seat while I fix you a plate of burritos ""thanks Julian, I'd like that "I took my seat opposite Harry while Julian was fixing my dinner. I wanted to look at Harry's face while I was eating, I wanted to see if there was any
I was sitting outside the office of the adoption officer awaiting my fate which was being decided among the couples and the officer. It's been a month and two weeks since my parent's death. I had been put in three different child care facilities since then for being difficult. Being difficult meant that I was overly depressed from the trauma leading to my disconnection from the real world making it impossible for anyone to communicate with me. Come on give me a break, what exactly did they expect, shortly after my parents died, some so called social workers came and dragged me out of my home. I didn't even have the time to process the death of my parents. The sound of a door being flung open brought me back from my thoughts as the couples marched out of the office and down the hallway without sparing a glance. Well that means I didn't get adopted.Mrs Kowalski
I've been running for the past three hours, away from the mad dogs and uniformed men chasing after me. These dogs were as relentless as a demon, not giving me a single chance to breathe. You may be wondering why dogs and uniformed men are chasing me. Don't worry I'll explain it as briefly as I can. <rewind to two weeks back>'I can't take it anymore' 'I have to leave or I'll go crazy' 'I must find a way to escape this goddamned place, it's sickening'Those were the thoughts flowing through my mind as I laid on my bed trying to find sleep. Officially a year and three months since my parent's demise and I've been transferred to yet another orphanage. I guess Mrs Kowalski got tired of my disassociation from her and the other staffs as well as the other kids at the orphanage so she reported me to the authorities.After wh
So apparently, he and I mean Harry was in that corner because he was hiding from someone he had beaten because the person promised that he was going to pay for what he did. Also I found out that Harry was an orphan like myself and that he'd been on the streets since he was eight years old. He survived by picking pockets but as he got older, picking pockets began to grow old on him so he found a job at a factory when he was thirteen and he had been working there since then. Did I mention that he bought me some food <awkward laugh>. When we were talking my stomach decided to expose me by grumbling so loud you could hear the sound two streets away. He asked what my story was and I told him everything from how I used to live, to when my parents died in that tragic accident over a year ago, and how I'd been going from one orphanage to another, how I was so sick of it that I decided to escape