Life is a Struggle (Puppy)

I walk down a long familiar grey path, one I have been using for years now. My hands are shoved into my grey sweatshirt pockets and my footsteps echo all around me. Up ahead I see the school that I would be attending if I wasn't exempt, but I am and I like it that way. I have never had friends anyway so school would just be a pain for me, an utter waste of time. As I trudge past it I look at its abandoned swing sets and ghostly black windows. What am I to expect at five in the morning, kids running rampant like I always see them doing? Obviously not, its still hours before school starts, in fact not even the factory workers have awaken from their slumber yet either. Alas here I am though walking through the empty streets of District 3. In a way I like it, not having anyone around that is, it sort of generates a false sense of peace and a beautiful silence.

My thoughts flash back to my house earlier this morning when I left. My whole family except my sister was sleeping and she is always the one to make it hardest to leave. "Please don't go out this early you could get hurt." She had told me but I shrugged her off by simply replying, "Its five in the morning in district 3, no one will be awake to hurt me. Its not like this is the Hunger Games now is it." Then I just walked out the door leaving her with that in her mind. Guilt now swirls in my mind as I think about it more closely. I was rather rude to her in fact for all I know she might be crying, That wasn't my intention I just really wanted to leave and she was delaying me. I know I had better apologize when I see her again later today or else she will bring dad into this.

I veer left as the street I am walking down curves to the left and towards a more rural part of the district. From here it is only a matter of minutes before I arrive at my destination, one of district 3's cemeteries. I open the black metal gate and slowly close it again so it doesn't screech due to it's highly rusted hinges. I walk through the cemetery very distinctly since I visit here so much I know exactly where the grave I am looking for is. I find it in know time and stand above it looking at it, the grave of my mom. I sigh heavily but I do not cry for the days of crying have long since pasted. Instead I sit down with my back against the gravestone and I open the silver medallion on my silver necklace. I look at the picture of my mom on the inside and smile then I snap it shut and put it underneath my sweatshirt again.

I then pull out my leather journal and open it to page 123 and look at the sketch of one of my new inventions. "Hey Mom, its me again, Orion that is, I thought you might want to here about my new inventions." I laugh quietly then continue "Well I made this new machine that looks like a small cylinder with spider legs. Its a new type of portable trash incinerator. You just turn it on and it goes around eating trash and burning it." I stop for a moment as I hear a twig snap somewhere nearby. It falls silent again though so I ignore and continue speaking, "I really miss you still but I know you can't come back. I just want you to know I haven't forgotten you." I then lean my head against her gravestone and look up to the sky. 

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