AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) The Street Kids (Short Stories) Just a story about how life seems to have a will of its own. [929 words] [Adventure]
The Street Kids-Tyler Stephanie Lynch
The Street Kids
My name is Tyler, I am fifteen and I am homeless. Now I lay on a bus stop bench staring up at the starry night sky. I have been homeless since, well five hours ago. It all started when my life started. My dad left when I was born and my mum, well she has.. Uh.. Problems. My social life is bad as well. At school the other kids tease me. Because im different. Unlike them I have no money. I�m poor. So anyway today at 3:00pm I ran away. (School ends at 3pm). I have nothing so I did not need to pack anything. I kept the little lunch money I had, and caught a bus, to nowhere. So here I am, nowhere, lying on a bus stop bench. I hear footsteps, they are light and soft. Suddenly a girl appears out of the darkness. She has a cute smile, dirty blonde hair and the brightest bluest eyes I have ever seen. She looks about thirteen or fourteen. Then she speaks, her voice soft and sweet, how I imagined and angel to sound like. She says �Don�t worry things could be worse.� I nearly fell off the bench in shock. Worse! What could be worse than this? I am cold, hungry, tired and lonely. And I am starting to regret running away. Then the girl sighed, �My names Ashleigh�. I smiled. Wow Ashleigh such a lovely name. �I�m Tyler� I managed to say without making a total fool of myself. �Cute� She replied. I couldn�t believe it; she thought my name was cute! My name! I finally got the courage to ask Ashleigh about herself, the silence had been killing me. I whispered so softly I could barely hear myself �So..Uh.. What you doing here?� ok so I know it sounds stupid but I seriously couldn�t think of anything else to say. Ashleigh looked at me sadly; a single tear fell from her face. �I have been wandering the streets since I was eight, which was six years ago�, �Oh� I gasped. Six years of living on the streets. No home. No friends. And I thought my life was bad. �What are you doing here? Your obviously not gonna catch a bus.� She asked. I murmured ashamed of myself, �Well I ran away from home, my life is or was hard� Ashleigh kept silent with respect. It began to rain; I shuddered as it dripped down the back of my neck, it was so cold like ice. Ashleigh smiled in pity. She is always smiling its kinda cute. I think I might be in love! �I know a dry place. Wanna come?� teased Ashleigh even though im pretty sure she knew the answer. YES! So I followed Ashleigh into the night, we walked past shops, through a park and various other places, finally we reached a school. What on earth were we doing here this was my school! Ashleigh frowned, �What�s wrong?� I stuttered �T-this is my school.�, �and?� questioned Ashleigh she didn�t seem the least bit worried. �You�re a street kid now. Right? don�t question what you get just accept and be grateful.� I couldn�t argue so I nodded slowly. Ashleigh walked through the front gates without a care in the world, and led me to the art room with a big veranda. �Make yourself comfortable giggled Ashleigh, �Ok, thanks a lot Ashleigh�, �call me Ash� she spoke firmly. So alike a teacher it was scary. I settled against a wall. It was going to be a long night. The next morning it was Wednesday. Ahhhhhh! School day! Kids at school! Where I am! I hadn�t slept a wink last night. I Glanced at Ash, she was still deep asleep. I wondered how much longer it would be till people started arriving. I didn�t want to be here to find out. I got up stiffly and walked over to Ash, I shook her shoulder gently. Her eyes snapped open. I guess it come with being a street kid. She calmed down once she recognised me. Then asked �What did you wake me?� �Because, today is a school day and people are going to start coming to school,� I replied. Ash frowned then got up. �We�d better clean up quick then� she said. �Clean up?� I asked stunned. �Yes haven�t you looked at yourself in the mirror lately?� she laughed. Hey! Well she couldn�t laugh at me I couldn�t help what I looked like, I was born like that. Realising my annoyance she laughed more "No silly!, I mean we were in the rain last night, then you sat uncomfortable for hours. I didn�t mean you looked� bad�, �Oh� I could be so stupid sometimes. She smiled sweetly �Could you show me where the bathrooms are?� uh I don�t even know where those are, its not like I use them. �I think this round the corner� I smiled weakly. Ash ran quickly round the corner and out of sight. I sighed there was no point in me washing. I always looked like this. I stood there awkwardly for a few seconds unsure of what to do. Suddenly I heard footsteps from behind me. They weren�t Ash�s soft and quiet ones they were heavy and slow. Oh my god! I thought it couldn�t be! but my nightmares came true. My old science teacher Mrs Levi thumped round the corner, she stopped and starred. Then grimaced. �Mr lope, what might you be doing at school this time in the morning?� my life was over. Or was it?
Submit Your Review for The Street Kids-Tyler
Required fields are marked with (*). Your e-mail address will not be displayed.