Post by caleb on Jan 13, 2008 22:46:10 GMT
[December 2003]
[Four Years, One Month]
[Caleb Beckett-Zamojski & Annabelle Grey]
Was cold when he had arrived in the town he had been searching for named Sanglignée which was in France. He had traveled across the country to get there which he had a load of his fathers money he had stolen. Which he stolen all of it and it was all in his nap sack he had with him which contained barely anything. He was dressed alright at least with dirty jeans, wrinkled up shirt with some black over sized coat over him. Never would expect him to be from a rich family with how homeless he looked right now. Hair was a blonde curly mess which he did have some smudges of dirt on his pale face. Only had been traveling for three days since he was able to afford himself the train, ferry and even another train to Marseille to get over to the small town. Was day time almost into the evening when he was walking into the small town which did not look to impressing.
His blue eyes which had lots of fear inside of them was gazing about at his new place. But the settling thing happened inside of him to make him burst into depression. He was the new unwanted newbie int the town which he had no where to do and nothing to go by at all. He had no idea where to go at all in hopes to getting a place to stay and stuff which is why he wondered. Ending up in what it looked like to be a park he just sat down on a patch of grass under a tree. He slouched there tired also depressed which his eyes looked around and for the first time in the three days. He finally let it all sink into him that he was alone now and his family was not going to come for him. What the hell did he do!? He knew he done wrong and knew he snapped on them all. But he did not know it would drive them into insanity to where they wouldn't come back.
He just wanted to really show them a lesson but no he did not have control of his powers. So with his rage fueling him he did lash on them and there was no turning back from that. They were gone which he had a feeling they were not going to come back. But course he still did not understand why he did take the money, all of it, the he left that place in such a rush. Guess it was the adrenaline pumping through him that lead him to just do his dark deed then leave right away. Still depression sunk over him to what he had done also what was happening to him really, he did have the clue. But he did not know how he could not really control it so much since it came and goes as it pleases. He was only 16 years old with this new power which lashed out twice due to rage. This is why he kind of broke down then started to cry which he was not shameful in doing it.
Poor boy was timid and was not used to kindness in this world since he never got it. All he got was sorrow and more pain so he was used to crying about it in his basement. He knew he had to be strong but he did not know how to be strong at all for he was nothing. Just nothing into the world which he felt like nothing so no one would sympathize to some teenager crying. Especially since it was nearly dusk to where little children would not be in the park. He was not near the playground at all he was he was in the field part of the park. Just sitting there in a ball looking quite miserable and pathetic right now. He couldn't help but bawl up a storm since he was just as normal but this time no mean family to tell him what to do. Also he was in a place he did not know which he did not even know how to speak their language. Polish was his language which he knew he was going to have trouble speaking. Sure he learned french a little in school but this was going to be pathetic adjusting here. But he knew he had to be here since this was the only place people like him were accepted.
[Four Years, One Month]
[Caleb Beckett-Zamojski & Annabelle Grey]
Was cold when he had arrived in the town he had been searching for named Sanglignée which was in France. He had traveled across the country to get there which he had a load of his fathers money he had stolen. Which he stolen all of it and it was all in his nap sack he had with him which contained barely anything. He was dressed alright at least with dirty jeans, wrinkled up shirt with some black over sized coat over him. Never would expect him to be from a rich family with how homeless he looked right now. Hair was a blonde curly mess which he did have some smudges of dirt on his pale face. Only had been traveling for three days since he was able to afford himself the train, ferry and even another train to Marseille to get over to the small town. Was day time almost into the evening when he was walking into the small town which did not look to impressing.
His blue eyes which had lots of fear inside of them was gazing about at his new place. But the settling thing happened inside of him to make him burst into depression. He was the new unwanted newbie int the town which he had no where to do and nothing to go by at all. He had no idea where to go at all in hopes to getting a place to stay and stuff which is why he wondered. Ending up in what it looked like to be a park he just sat down on a patch of grass under a tree. He slouched there tired also depressed which his eyes looked around and for the first time in the three days. He finally let it all sink into him that he was alone now and his family was not going to come for him. What the hell did he do!? He knew he done wrong and knew he snapped on them all. But he did not know it would drive them into insanity to where they wouldn't come back.
He just wanted to really show them a lesson but no he did not have control of his powers. So with his rage fueling him he did lash on them and there was no turning back from that. They were gone which he had a feeling they were not going to come back. But course he still did not understand why he did take the money, all of it, the he left that place in such a rush. Guess it was the adrenaline pumping through him that lead him to just do his dark deed then leave right away. Still depression sunk over him to what he had done also what was happening to him really, he did have the clue. But he did not know how he could not really control it so much since it came and goes as it pleases. He was only 16 years old with this new power which lashed out twice due to rage. This is why he kind of broke down then started to cry which he was not shameful in doing it.
Poor boy was timid and was not used to kindness in this world since he never got it. All he got was sorrow and more pain so he was used to crying about it in his basement. He knew he had to be strong but he did not know how to be strong at all for he was nothing. Just nothing into the world which he felt like nothing so no one would sympathize to some teenager crying. Especially since it was nearly dusk to where little children would not be in the park. He was not near the playground at all he was he was in the field part of the park. Just sitting there in a ball looking quite miserable and pathetic right now. He couldn't help but bawl up a storm since he was just as normal but this time no mean family to tell him what to do. Also he was in a place he did not know which he did not even know how to speak their language. Polish was his language which he knew he was going to have trouble speaking. Sure he learned french a little in school but this was going to be pathetic adjusting here. But he knew he had to be here since this was the only place people like him were accepted.