Now I'm Scarred

A sad and moving story about a young girl fighting through poverty with her young brother in her arms. She fights to keep her brother alive and will do anything for him even if it leads to death.....


2. Screams Of Hunger: Chapter 2


I awake from deafening cries coming from Jaja’s room, I look around our home, but you can’t really call it a home a home is a place were a family lives, a happy family, so let me rephrase that, I look around our shelter that is made of leftover car parts, tin and anything that is usable for us to live under without getting attacked by the rain and wind.


 It is always cold and damp with not much room to sleep there is only really enough room for two people but now that mum and dad are gone there is enough room.


 I run as fast as I can to get to him he must have had a bad dream so I take him with both of my freezing hands and hold him in my weak and frail arms. “ It’s ok baby it was just a bad dream everything is ok I’m here” I whisper as my warm breath hits his face; “ I’m always here” my hearts breaks into tiny pieces as his screams get louder. They give me goose bumps, which make there way from my head to my toes. I hold him in my arms, as his tears stream down his small delicate face. I let my tears just fall free there is no way hiding them anymore, there is no way of hiding what I am feeling right now, I was just trying to stay strong for him I can’t give up on him now he’s all I’ve got. It has already been three days since my parents died, I try and scavage for food, I haven’t eaten since they died. All I care about right now is Jaja and keeping him safe from this world. As his cries get louder I start singing to him.

If I don't say this now I will surely break

 As I'm leaving the one I want to take

Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait

 My heart has started to separate

Oh, oh, be my baby Ohhhhh Oh, oh

Be my baby and I'll look after you.”

My voice cracks as my tears fall on his pale face. His eyes got heavier and heavier as the sound of my voice drifted him to sleep. His chest moved in sync with his faint breath. Seeing him like this gave me a slight bit of hope, hope that we could get through this tough time together, he won’t be alone because he has me and I have him. “ Your safe now Jaja in my arms I’ll look after you I promise.”  The words just slip out of my mouth “I promise” but how can I promise when I have no idea weather I can keep that promise that he is going to be safe and in my arms. But I am going to do what ever it takes to let him live his life to the fullest.


 That he will someday find his true love, the first kiss they share, the tingling feeling they twine their fingers together, when he gets down on one knee and looks up to the most beautiful person he as ever met and wants to spend the rest of his life with her. As I think of how wonderful his future will be and I know that he will have a bright future and I know that I am going to have to risk my life to save his. 

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