Random Acts of Kindness [Sher]

Abuse. It was all I got at home. From the day i came here, everybody teased me. I cold not understand why. I just couldn't talk! Did that really make me a monster. I spent half my day locked in my room because I punched my brother. It wasn't like I just punched him though! I punched him for a reason! He was pulling my stringy strawberry hair because I couldn't recite the words spelled on his door, that said his name. he did this because i walked into his room to retrieve my doll, which he had also taking from me. I was looked at as a lesser person, a creature, an it.

The hours I spent in my room I spent looking out the window sadly and brushing my hair from the knots Benny caused on the delicate strands. A must have cried because when i looked in the mirror, my eyes and cheeks were swollen. It was strange though, I had no tears. if it was allergies, the only think I was allergic to was, mouse weed. That gave me an idea, I looked into my brush and sure enough, the thin green stem with a small yellow flower on the end was entwined in the brush hairs. I threw it against the wall and dropped to the floor, this time really crying. How much more torture could i take?

A few minutes later, my dad let me out of the room. I immediately stormed into benny's room and confrnted him with the brush pointing to it. "I don't know what your talking about, i didn;t do anything." he said obviously sarcastically. Then he laughed at the red slplotches on my cheek. I threw the brush at him and tackled him, hitting him over and over again, crying. benny's screams got the attention of my parents and they immediately pulled me off of him. Benny had a bloody nose, but I honestly did not care. My dad hit me on the back and ordered me to my room again that was shared by my adopted sister. When i came into the room, she was there, and she also started laughing at my red skin. i lost it. I drug on my blue rain boots and ran out of the house, my back still stinging from the slap.

i just ran and ran through town until I sat down in an alley alone and continued sobbing. I must have been there for at least ten minutes before I heard a girl. She came up to me obviously worried. how did she hear me though? i couldn't make a noise! Was i really coughing and sniffling that loud? she asked me if i was hurt, i shook my head no. She asked where my mother and father were, i instantly widened my eyes and shook my head violently in a no to tell her I don;t want to see them, tears flying from my cheeks. i curled back and hid my face in my knees shamefully.

She touched me gently, petting my head like i would pet my dog's head. It was actually comforting and I looked back up at her with teary eyes. She took some water and poured it in a cup she had, then she crumbled up some green leaves into the water and mixed it. As she brought the cup up to my lips, I furrowed my eye brows and looked at her oddly as if saying, What the hell are you giving me

She said they were safe, and would help me feel better. I agreed and took a sip. It actually was soothing as the warm solution slid down my throat, tense from crying. I painted on a smile for her and drank some more of it. She introduced herself as Lydie, a pretty name. Then though, she asked me for mine. My smile faded and i looked at her sadly. "Can..can you talk?" she asked a bit surprised. Slowly, i lifted my chin and nodded. What the hell was she going to think of me know? I took my finger and started drawing in the dirt, A..I..L..I..S I drew out carefully. I pointed it to it to show her my name. No, I couldn't talk, but I knew how to spell.

I listened to her story, I felt bad for her that Emily was always sick. It reminded me of another adopted brother in my family. He had a disease, i didn't know what it was called. He was always coughing though, and sometimes, he coughed up blood. The doctor, the best one my parents can afford, said he won't live much longer. i felt terrible for him, he was the only one who never laughed at me, I guess because he was always coughing.

"Just...just tell em what's wrong." she said clearing a space in the dirt and giving me a short, stubby twig. I took it and nodded. I first drew a face, being my brother Benny. Then i put devil horns on him and wrote brother above. I then drew his hand and a plant in it, I labeled the plant "allergic". Then I drew the plant in the hairbrush and drew an arrow leading to me using the hairbrush. With no more space, I looked at her to see if she understood. After she was finished examining it. I swept it away and made a new portrait of me with splotches on my face. Then, I drew Benny next to me laughing and labeled the words, "Ha Ha" representing his laugh. I drew myself then hitting Benny, and then my dad coming in and him with me in his arms, his hand on my back. I labeled "hit". I then looked up at her hopefully, I wondered if she understood it all. Luckily, no talking let's me draw, and after years, I've become pretty good!

I nodded at the sad truth of it all, then she pulled out a cream and examined my back. She told me it could sooth the pain. I didn't know the severity of it, but it still ached a good amount. Lydie gently rubbed it on the wound, I clenched my teeth tightly as it stung. she then put my shirt down again and looked me in the eyes confidently, as if she had an idea.

Lydie proposed the thought that i could come stay in her empty barn, Immediately I shook my head in yes. i didn't want to go back home and a nice warm barn is very soothing for the senses. Barns were quiet, and the hay was unusually comfortable. I drew, thank you, in the dirt and showed it to her, I then gave her a hge hug in more thanks. I got up, ready to go to the barn.

[ooc: im sorry it's short, im busy DX]

I walk with her to the barn, making sure to stay close behind. We pass the TV with the Games, but I didn't want to look, to much pain. When we got to the barn, it was just as i imagined, large and roomy with a hay loft. I stood there and examined how I would get up there. She then gave me her hats with the berries and i plopped one in my mouth holding the rest close. She said to stay quiet, but I gave her a look that said, I can't talk remember?

As she closed the door and walked away, it was very dark, but some of the moonlight provided a but of light. I went to the loft and found a rope next to it. it was attached to the boards above. I tested it's strength and climbed up carefully. it took maybe five minutes and i was up in the loft with a window over looking the District. i curled up in some hay and with the blanket that was there and rested my head on the window watching bats fly in the air, it was very, quite a peaceful place. Surprisingly, I slept very well.

"Ailis. Ailis?" called a familiar voice. I shot my head up and looked down from the loft to Lydie. I waved my hands trying to show her where i was, hopefully she noticed. i then decided to come down. carefully, i scaled down the rope, more like sliding. i brushed my hands on my pants from the dirt and happily ran over. I smiled and looked up at her. She was really pretty now that I see her in light. Very pretty.

I looked at the food she had. Eggs! I never have eggs at my house. Never. They were too expensive for my parents to buy, especially for six kids. I looked at her questiongly, to see if i could eat them. When she nodded. I immediately took them and sat on the floor, gobbling up every last piece hungrily. I must have looked liked a crazed wolf eating, it was only because they tasted so delicious! I stood up again and hugged her, silently thanking her for the meal.

"So, what should we do about your situation? Do you wanna go home yet? I don't know what you want to do, but it's your decision. I can talk to your parents if you want. Or if you have any other ideas you can tell me. I just want to help you." she said sitting next to me. She handed me a pencil and paper. I nodded to her thanking her and thought for a second before deciding to write something down.

I guess you could talk to my parents, I don't know what they would think though. And I don't want you getting hurt or anything. Honestly, I do want to go home, but with nice parents and no brother. If that makes sense. And by the way, the eggs were delicious! My family can't exactly afford eggs for six adopted kids.

I wrote down quickly. I was not sure if she was watching over my shoulder, but i handed her the note I wrote anyways so she could get a better look. I looked around the barn as she read. There were a couple abandoned horse stables and about 3 pens for other animals. There was tack and pitchforks hanging on the wall. Then there was the loft where I had slept the other night. The barn was surprisingly relaxing and comfortable, it must remind me of the barn back home.

[ooc: Ya, I would play the parents XD]