angel felt cold and hard, he did not know what to do.
his dad was dead,
his mom was dead.
everything he loved was taken from him. he was relocated, placed in foster homes. he did not even know people’s names anymore. the people did not care about him. it was all about reputation with them. and unfortunately, a kid with two dead parents never worked out for them. so he was always relocated.
he was empty. he was hurt. everything was crashing on him. it was like he could see the ocean and all of the world’s building and debris suspended above him falling. they were falling in slow motion. everything was gonna crash into him and he could not escape. heaviness rose in his chest and he could not breathe too easily. but tears did not streak down his cheek. he never cried. he always wanted to but he could not cry.