Warning: This is designed to make you feel good inside... you have been warned!
*"Don't let me SEE your face 'til tomorrow!" Eduardo's father
screamed, as Eduardo was thrown into his room. Big welts were rising
where his father had beat him - again.*
The old memory still seemed brand new in Eduardo's mind - he was only
eight then. The old pain always hung around ever since. He had many
memories just like it, all the way up until he was fifteen, when he
finally had sense enough to leave. Eduardo's mind raced with the
thoughts 'til he finally decided to get dressed and eat something.
He put on a pair of black jeans, white T-shirt and his trademark
brown jacket. He remembered how the jacket had once been Carlos',
but Eduardo claimed it when Carlos moved out and left the
jacket behind. Eduardo heated a bagel, but today he didn't want
to eat, he just felt lonely. He absently ate the bagel, lost in
his thoughts.
"I think I'll go to the firehouse," he thought aloud. "At least it's
not so quiet there!" he began to walk out the door, grabbing his
portable radio on the way. "And you never know, Kylie may be there!"
Then a thought crossed his mind *Yeah, then she sees me and a war
breaks out!* He looked at his watch, 5 PM. He sighed and continued
walking.