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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 7, 2006 9:20:50 GMT
I nod and let my hands slide over to the right. Eventually I find the candle and the matches and I light two matches before the candle lights up.
I sit down on the ground and gesture for Jack to do the same. "Let's eat, I'm still hungry" I admit
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Post by Jacky on Jun 7, 2006 9:25:42 GMT
I sit down as well and unpack the bag, sharing the food between the two of us. Soon as that is done I snatch a cookie and start munching. I'm starving.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 7, 2006 11:54:47 GMT
A while passes by in which we just sit there and eat, our muching clearly audable. When I finished most of my food I finally take it more slowly and I realize that I don't know THAT much of Jack yet "HAve you got many friends?" I ask him out of curiousity.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 8, 2006 7:59:36 GMT
I was whiping the cookiecrumbles together to eat those too when she asks that, and I look up, a little surprised. "..Eh.." I shrug my shoulders, picking up the crumbles again, "Not really.. I know a lot of people though." They usually don't want to know me though, but thats another story. "You?"
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 8, 2006 8:50:23 GMT
"oh... I had friends" I nod "But they can't play with me anymore. Not since their mothers found out my mother is a 'prostitute' as they call it" I mumble and I look sad "I suppose I'm like one of those now too in their eyes..."
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Post by Jacky on Jun 8, 2006 8:54:54 GMT
I shrug "That's dumb." I say simply. "And you're not. Do you want the crumbles too?" I offer
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 8, 2006 9:01:13 GMT
I nod, not feeling like leaving any crumbles behind. "I know... I never want to be like that. I hate people like that" I say with a sigh 'Yknow.. I wish all the time that I can leave home" I smirk. This is actually the first time I actually said my thoughts out loud..
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Post by Jacky on Jun 8, 2006 9:04:35 GMT
I shrug, "Me too.. I tried to run away before but after a few days I still had no money and it was cold and I got into trouble.." I shrug my shoulders again, "At least I have a house this way." I mumble, and I share the crumbles between the two of us.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 8, 2006 9:07:07 GMT
I nod 'Yeah but for what price?" I ask and I start to eat the crumbles. I sigh deeply. This day has been great so far. I tasted a bit of independance and I want more for sure. But Jack is right, I do have a place to sleep right now. And at the age of nine... I doubt that I'd survive all alone on the streets right now  |
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Post by Jacky on Jun 8, 2006 9:17:46 GMT
I shrug again, "I don't think I have a choice." I point out. I considered running away so many times before. And as far as I'm concerned there's only one direction for me to run in. That is towards the sea. For some reason she brings my mind at ease.. that's why I hang out by the docks so many times. And that's why I always accept any chores from fishermen. Sometimes I get to go on a daytrip with them, to do the dirty work as they catch the fish. It's hard work and li'll money, but it's worth it.. because for a moment you're inbetween land and sky. I can smell my freedom when I'm on the sea.
I finish the last crumbles and sigh slightly. When I run of I want to go on a *real* ship. But so far they never allowed me to come. I was too young, too small, too much of a streetrat for a merchant ship and too much of an 'innocent' boy for a pirate ship. They all said to wait til I was older.
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