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A Cry For Help - House Morneau - EquivalentExchange - 11-22-2019 A Cry For Help
![]() The light of the sun is finally snuffed out. Families who had been visiting their loved ones had finally come and gone. The darkness pushes in on a silver-haired teenager, speaking quietly.
"There was a lot on my mind today, Grandfather." Strokes from a pen fill the night beside a cricket's chirp. "I still don't understand why I'm here -- Why is it that nobody attempts to understand me?" The teenager, for all his melancholy words, seemed to be smiling. Coping. "Or why you had to go and leave me with Him." His smile fades, replaced by bubbling anger. "You don't care - My Uncle should never have been born. He ruined everything. You ruined everything." The same song and dance, every other day -- The teenager's diary falls from his grip, control overturned, lost to the harsh summer winds.
![]() Quickly, the collection of entries is taken back in hand. "I'll talk to you later... Grandfather. I'm sorry."
Wordlessly the teenager collects his belongings, hood pulled over his messy hair, and then departs. |