The Boy

One of the night storys

The Boy

“The dirt have faded but the dirty still remain, as the years pass more hearts will be broken and more courage is needed, but we will always be okay beacuse as humans we are strong.”

 

The night fell over the empty halls and the darkness filled them with silence but in a empty corner a small sound of a child was heard. “Mommy im scared” next to the child a skinny women laid, “I know my child, try to close your eyes, mommy’s here and I always will be”

The mother hold her hand over the child and put him closer so he could fell her heat. As the night was passing the child more and more moved around as he felt colder and more scared. The light flickered in the building and the child woke up, “Mom, the light is on” but no reasponse was heard “Mom..were are you!”. He looked around and the tears started to fill his eyes and a terrifying fear built up inside him “Mommy im scared!” the boy stood there and screamed but no answer, no reply just silence.  He couldn’t stop it, tear after tear fell from his eyes and moved away the dirt as it hit the ground, “Mommy, im alone.” He tried to walk but his legs wouldn’t move, his body couldn’t move, he couldn’t even move his arms to wipe away the tears. He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know where things are, he is alone.

He tried with all his strenght to move with his legs, and a foot forward made him walk. He is a child with a small and broken heart, the one thing he had in life that made him walk up in the morning, the one thing that he loved have been taken away from him and he does not even know why. “Mommy” the tears countinued to fall down his cheaks and hitting the ground, he walked farther and hoped he could find someone that could do anything. As he came to the door and opened it he saw people in the whole hall, “Please help me, my mommy” All that he approached ignored him and showed him away as he was nothing more than a beggar. He walked to the middle of the room and looked around him and didn’t know what to do, he cried so hard now that he didn’t even hear anything around him. He looked up and there was a man standing holding him and he felt him pushing him to the side, he looked at the man as he hit a horse that was running at him. The horse fell to the ground and the man fell on the other side, both hard to the ground.  Like the darkness, dirt and dust flew up around them and covered most of the sight of the the area so the boy couldn’t see very much.

“Mommy, what is happening?” the dust started to lay down on the ground and revealed all that had happened, the boy looked and saw a lot of people starting to pull away the horse and some other people tried to talk to the man that had charged at the horse. No response was seen from the man as they tried to help him, the man was no longer with the living anymore. “Young boy, what are you doing here?” the little boy turned around and saw a young man looking down on him, “this is a dangerous place to be in” a tear came out of the little boys eye “My Mommy” he bent down to tap the little boy on his shoulder. “Are you missing your mom little fellow, but what do you say we try to find her.”, the boy carefully nodded his head. The young boy lifted the child up and hold him in his arms. “How do your mommy look like little guy?” the boy looked around to see what people were around “I don’t...I don’t see her” they walked a bit more until they passed a bigger stall with a lot of people around. “Mommy!” the little boy pointed at the stall at a women that was up at display, the younger man looked up and fround his forehead, “Slavers”.

The little boy slipped from the younger mans arms and ran for his mother, he ran and crawled trough all the people in front of him and ran up on the stage “Mommy” the woman turned around and her eyes lit up and a tear fell from her check. She bent down and the little boy flew into her arms and they had both small tears comming down their eyes. A second after a bigger man stod behind her and pulled her away so she feel on her back, “Get away from my property you little s**t.” The younger man ran up the stage and picked up the little boy that now wasn’t crying of joy but of fear. “Mommy..there is my mommy” the bigger man that was the slaver took the mother on the shoulder, “This is no ones mommy, this is my property and I can do whatever I want with it” the younger man put down the boy at the ground and stepped forward to stand just in front of the slaver. He had to look up as the slaver was bigger than him”Why are you taking this boy’s mother , you have no right!” the slaver pushed the man away.”Listen to me boy, this is my slave I have marked her myself” he pulled her arm up and there on her forearm where the letters KS inscripted with a burning tool. “So get the hell from my podium so I can sell my property” the younger man turned and as he was facing the crowd he put his hand in his shirt and swiftly turned around and pulled out a knife. The slaver didn’t have time to react so the entire force of the man and his knife passed trough his chest. “This is your property now!” the slaver looked at the man and saw in his eyes the hate and the rage that was right now moving trough the knife. The slaver fell back with the knife still deep in his chest, the little boy just stared on the slaver and the man, his mother jumped to the little boy and held him in her arms and tried to cover him from the slaver. “It’s okay my boy, mommys here everything will be allright” the younger man walked to the slaver and pulled the knife out of him. The crowd that had seen everything just stood there speachless and motionless, “We better go” the mother looked at the younger man “but who are you”. The younger man smiled back”A friend, now come on!” the mother picked up her son and the younger man ran of at the back of the stall with her right behind. “We need to get out of this building, hold the boy tight” the man stod himself next to a fan that was broken, he pulled the grate and the fan away and revealed the hole behind. “Jump down and it will be okay” the mother just looked at the man “How do you know that?”, he took her arm and pulled it a little. “Just trust me like you have done before” the mother just nodded and jumped down the hole. the boy lifted his head and felt the bresse of the wind as they were going down the fan hole, as a slipping slide. And for some reason he smiled, he wasn’t afraid, he wasn’t scared, he was glad, they where going faster and faster like a falling stone. Suddenly the area flatten out and they began to slow down, as they were so heavy they slowed down much faster than the man behind them. “Watch out!” the man hit the back of the mother so that the child felt it, they hurled forward so that the mother let go of her grip of the boy. “Mommy!” they slided another ten feet and then stopped, the mother laying there motionless and the boy locking around confusing. “Mom, where are we, mom?” the boy crawled toward his mother, she locked up at him with blood coming down her mouth. “My god, I’m so sorry it was going so fast!” the man had come forward and was sitting next to her and holding her hand. The little boy again felt the fear go trough him as he looked at his mother, “It’s gonna be alright my boy, follow this man now, he will help you.”. Tears was falling down from his eyes and hitting the ground, “It will be alright, just remember those words now.”, the mother closed her eyes and titled her head. The boy took his mothers hand “Mom, wake up now!...Mommy!” but she didn’t answer her breath have faded and life was dark. “Come my little boy we most go!” the boy looked up to the man with tears falling down, “My mommy!” the man took the boys hand from the mother”I’m sorry she can’t go, she must stay in another world”. “No! Mommy wake up now..Mommy!” the boy fell over his mothers lifeless body, “Listen to me boy we can’t stay here!” the man bent down “But we can’t take her with us” He pulled the boy away from his mother. Still with tears coming from his eyes “Mommy! Mommy!” the man kept running out from the vent into the open.

Author's Note

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