Birthday

There's always a reason to everything, especially things that comes out of the ordinary, the should be a reason, they fact that, all questions have answers, it's a fundamental of life and his answer death, the trick is that, not all questions have to be answered and not all questions have to be asked....

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The sky was dark and cloudy, it was about to rain, as winds were violent carrying dust everywhere, the roads were empty and only the desolate lands and building were left, the dilapidated area showed how unkept it was for years and months, all the characteristics of an abandoned town.

In the harsh win and violent clacking of broken chairs and irons hitting on spots, producing sounds, the sounds of shoes hitting on concrete could be heard, a small silhouette moved like a shadow hiding on shaded spots and peeping out at any slight moment and later moving to another spot consciously.

Breaking into a building, the small boy tried all his best to find a safe place for the night, staying out was suicide, especially for him, who was just a child, he climbed the steps and when up to the second level, from there, he randomly chosed a room, and made sure to close behind him, he checked the room thoroughly and relaxed after making sure the area was safe, he tried pushing any heavy object towards the door to block it, he covered the windows and closed all open holes he could see, from there, he sat near one of the windows and brought out his huge bag, he took out a stove, a small pot and a small sac of porridge.

As he ate his hit porridge, he peep out of the small gap in the window, and saw how the voilent wind ravaged the area with the darkness, it was gloomy and terrifying, the child's heart kept beating fast, with fear and anxiety, as memories flashed in his mind, he was ten years today, as he remembered his atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness all over, "how old are you now, how old are you now, junior, how old are you now?" "I am five years today, I am five years today" junior screamed with joy, and his cute and beautiful face made everybody blush and the all tried to hug him, but it wasn't the right person, as his name was also junior and it was also his birthday, but he was locked in the room.

Hearing the heartwarming shouts downstairs, John Alexander junior heart remained silent, as only his murmuring could be heard, the happy birthday song, was also a song his parents sang to him before the died in a car accident, leaving him behind with a relative to the family.

But it looked like, the relationship between the families wasn't good, as he was treated like a dog, he scratch his dirty hairs and looked through the window, his eyes were void and devoured of any emotions, as he could not see any beauty in the world, the screams and laughter downstairs reminded him of painful memories.

Tok tok...... Someone knocked at the door, junior was carried back to reality, as he moved towards the door, as he lifted his hand to open, he stopped, remembering the orders.

"Don't ever open this door, until your called out, understood, you bastard"

He remained near the door and did not say a word, the door gradually open, and a cute face appeared, it was the other junior, Stephan junior Alexander, he came in with a plate of cake with a candle on it, and handed it to John, who did not reject it.

"If my son gives you take, be honoured, dirty creature!"

Those were one of the orders given to him, Stephan smiled and left, John looked at the plate, and kept it on the shelves and sat back on his bench facing the window.

Two hours later, the house was quiet, John stood up, prepared to start work, when the door violently open, a man and a woman with ferocious expression pounced in with a rubber stick, John eyes widened.

"How there you seize our lovely child's birthday's Cake, you bastard!" Screamed than, "you usules child, like your parents!" Said the mother.

John was beaten for an hour and left on the spot, he heard the door closing and he relaxed his bones, he had to go clean the house, getting up with all energy he had, he unconsciously look towards the shelve, and saw a dead rat, it had eaten half of the cake, John smiled bitterly before exiting the room leaving the death rat there.

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Opening his eyes, John was woken up by a strange sound out of the room, something was scratching at the door, he silently stood up and brought out his fruit knife, coming closer to the door, he had to know what level it was, looking through the key hole, he saw a black shadow moving left and right, scratching and licking the door, a normal person would take it for a dog, but after surviving in the desolated world, John sharp senses told him to be wary, he went back to his position and packed it's stuff fast and quietly, the violent rain hasn't stopped, but this place weren't safe anymore, he was no match of what was out there, opening the window, the cracking sound alerted the thing out there, as it's scratching stopped, and became that of something inhuman.

It produced sounds similar to that of a finger hitting on a table, with intervals of two, three and five, and changing each time the position of the intervals, it was like communication of another level, John immediately jumped out, using a rope as puly, he balance himself like a soldier and scratched in the level down, passing through the window, he fell paints on his body, but the sound of the doors in the other room could be heard destroyed,he did not waste time, and ran out.

From the window, a long and scaling hand appeared with four long nail fingers and scratched internally leaving a long line of nail marks.

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