Milestones

Milestones

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Chapter1 (v.1) - Harder times

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In this book, the main character grows up, as a weak and timid person. He overcomes his life challenges and grows up to become someone unnoticeable to himself. But there is always a reason why....

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Submitted: May 16, 2017

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 “I see no cameras, but I know they can see me in here." I look around trying to examine the room. “This place doesn’t feel like it belongs to the police.” i start my breathing exercise “Inhale, exhale, sit up straight, and relax.” “I knew something was going to happen, but I made sure I had no connections, so why me?. Fuck, I think Justin messed up.” closes eyes to calm nerves, and breaths in and out “ I'll deal with that later. Why doesn't this look like an interrogation room?” Two officers entered the room. One sat down on the chair in front of me. The other stood over him. There was no table, just two chairs, four cinder block walls, and one door. "You seem scared, are you okay?", the officer said with a smile on his face. "Umm, where are we.... did I do something wrong?... these cuffs are hurting my wrist” I blurted out as he took out his pen. The officer was trying not to make eye contact. ”Stop asking questions” the officer replied.” can I at least have some water please? I never drank anything since I woke up." I asked “December 7th, December 7th” I repeated it to myself until I cried. My breathing sped up, but it wasn’t enough. I bit down on the side of my mouth until it bled. The pain gave me a reason to cry more. My breathing increased until I eventually started to hyperventilate. “All i need to do is make them feel bad for me so they let me go” It didn't seem like it was working. "Just tell me how you know Jahfor, then you can go", said the officer in the chair. "Umm, I only know one Jahfor but he moved out of the area years ago. Is he in trouble or something?” the police officer started to write in his book. “Just tell me how you know him and stop asking questions. He is a suspect at the moment, but there is nothing to worry about, now continue please.” I nodded my head to try to make things go easier “The most i’ve done with him was steal things but at that time we were young. Back then, all we really cared about was doing something fun. The adrenaline alone made us want to do more dangerous things. We mostly stole from Walmart because they had horrible security at the time.” I stared at the officers to try to memorize how he looks. “ i can come back later and deal with him for bringing me here, as long as i remember his face” I looked down and continued my story. “The things we used to steal broke easily but we never cared. If it broke, we could just get another.”I paused for a moment so it looked like i was recalling the incident. He continued to write in his book “Continue please” he added, i inhaled and exhaled while shaking. That gave the impression that i was scared, then continued “ Then in high school, he got jumped by some kids from MO. They broke his jaw, arm and while trying to get up, he sprained his ankle. The doctors said he also had a large concussion so he never came to school for awhile. After he was released from the hospital, his family moved out of the area. There was no warning they just left and I never seen him again.” I tried to put as much emotion into my words as possible to make them think it was the truth. "Can I go now or is there more?" My fist clenched by themselves from the stress of the situation. The officer closed his book and stood up. The other officer came behind me to remove the handcuffs. "Walk until you hit a poster, then open the door on your left." As I approached the door, one of the officers threw a punch. It knocked me backwards and made me fall to the floor. His partner pulled out his baton. I knew what was coming. I closed my eyes and cleared my mind.” This is my safe place.” I repeated to myself. “In my safe place it doesn't hurt, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t…” The officer took the first swing. There was no sound, no people, just calmness. In my head people were nothing more than ants and couldn't hurt me. Each time they hit me it got darker, and the ants got bigger. When I opened my eyes, there blood was dripping from my head. His strong cologne hovered over my head while I laid on the floor. "If you're lying, next time it will be worse. Now you can go", they both laughed. Trying to stand up was difficult. My arms felt weak from the beating. They couldn't support lifting my body off the floor. I tried to examine their faces while getting up. “ I know that one but who is the other, why did they attack me, i am sure that sounded believable” I got up slowly and made it on my feet. I understood how bad the damage was to my head after the first step. My senses were going haywire and my vision began to dull. On my second step, My legs gave out and I was about to fall to the floor. One of the officers caught me. "I won't lie to you guys, please just don't hit me again ", I begged as he held me. "There you go, don't worry we won't hit you again." He placed me on my feet and shook my hand. He winked, then let go. There was something in his hand and it was given to me during the handshake. It was a piece of paper. "Careful getting home", both officers giggled. As I approached the door, my head began to spin and blood got in my eye.” It was already hard to walk, now i can’t even see.” I pinched myself as i started to drift away from consciousness. Staying up on my feet and hiding this paper from the other officer made things more difficult. Before opening the door, I tripped. I stopped myself from falling to the floor but the paper slipped out of my hand. "What a good day not to have pockets", I thought to myself. The other officer just smiled as I struggled to leave. He was enjoying this so much he didn’t notice the paper that fell. I caught a glimpse of it but it was to far for me to reach. "I can't get it from here." The officer who gave me the paper stepped on top it and waited for his partner to look away. When he picked up the paper he walked me to the door, opened it and waited for me to walk through. He slipped the paper into my hand once again. I already guessed what it was so reading it will have to come later. After exiting the building I called my girlfriend. There was no answer. She called me back right after and didn’t say anything "Laura, tell your brother to get ready to be questioned." There was a pause, it was like no one was on the other line but after i finished my sentence I could hear her breathing. I just thought she didn't hear me. It felt more like.... "Did she mute me?" She finally answered, "Alright, I'll call him now.” She sounded like she was doing something. In that moment, I heard another voice in the room. She quickly hung up "What could she be doing? Who was that voice?" I knew I wasn't hearing things. Before i could call her back an unknown number texted my phone. -Jerry ran off with the chip and I cannot find him- “ Why would he text me on my main phone! I got to teach him a lesson after i deal with this” The more time went by the angrier the situation made me. I broke the phone i was using in half and threw it down the sewer. "Stupid dog. After all that training he still can't do one thing right." I approached the bus then heard a bark. There he was, he looked like he was fine from far away. “What did this stupid dog do and why is he here” He ran towards me in the same weird way he always does. Something was off but i didn’t know what it was from this distance. He got closer and closer then i noticed blood was dripping from his body. Each time it touched the floor, his face twitched. I knew he was in pain but he tried not to show it. Jerry was bleeding from a gunshot wound to his leg. It looked severe but he didn’t whimper as he limped towards me. “Sit boy” he didn’t reply to my order. Jerry continued to approach until his head hit my leg.” Are you okay boy? “ I noticed he wasn’t sticking out his tongue like he usually does. “Something is seriously wrong” The top of his head was red but it looked like it was dried up "Show me what's in your mouth boy". He finally sat down and was about to open his mouth. Before he could, he sneezed and snot spread all over the pavement. His eyes started to drop like he was going to faint. It didn’t look like he had the chip. “Out of everything that was happening, losing that chip would of been the worst case scenario “OPEN YOUR MOUTH BOY, WHERE IS THE CHIP!” I yelled and got his attention. He spit out a Ziploc bag. I picked it up slowly and examined the bag. A black box was inside. I opened it and seen that it had the chip inside of it as well. "Good boy, you did well. I am sorry i yelled at you, and don’t worry I'll call Maxwell to fix you up.” He barked then layed down on the pavement with his eyes closed. “ Why does everyone always have to fuck up." I tried to recall where i went wrong but the situation was dire. Too many things were happening at the same time. My thoughts were uneven from the beating. Calming down was hard enough but now Jerry was bleeding as well. “ I can’t think in this condition but i need to manage this situation. That comes first. This couldn’t be a worse time to be bleeding.” The blood from my head started to dry up.” I can’t get on the bus with Jerry like this and people are after Jahfor so i have to find him by the end of today. If they catch him it’s over.”

I tried to understand exactly why people were after my life. “How did they find out where I lived and who I was. Where did i mess up? So much has happened in these past few years. There is barely any recollection of when it started going wrong.

*Flashback to childhood* 
"Jeremiah, can you make me some food please” I tugged on his shirt to get his attention. "Me too", Kevin added as he walked into the kitchen. "Hold on, I am on the phone", Jeremiah replied. Mom opened the front door and Jeremiah quickly hung up the phone. She had a couple bags of groceries. "You’re cooking today?”, mom asked as she approached the kitchen. "I will if you want me to”, said Jeremiah ” I need to go soon, so make whatever you want", mom responded. She came to the living room where Kevin was playing. "Here is some money for candy, but no eating it until after dinner", she explained as she put the five dollar bill on the coffee table. "YES, CANDY", screamed Kevin, as he ran to put on his clothes. I chased after him, looked at him and asked, " Why are you running, did mom give you money?” He replied,” yeah, I can only buy my Dino pops. MY Dino pops, that means you're not getting any." He started to zone out as he talked about the candy. When he talks about candy, he won't shut up. I went to mom, and tugged on her pants “Can I get a Dino pop too mom?” “Here is some money for your brother, take him to the store later”, she faced Jeremiah and demanded. He rolled his eyes. She kneeled down to my level until we were face to face, "Did you clean your room?" her facial expression made it look like she already knew the answer "But Jeremiah never cleans it either." I argued "Okay, no candy for you", she stood up, and leaned on the wall facing Jeremiah “And no food for you either", Jeremiah turned around and added as he took the chicken out of the bag. "I'll clean it. I'll clean it", I responded as I ran towards the room. They both laughed. While running, I passed by Hadassah licking a huge lollipop. "Her room is never clean, this family is so unfair", I thought to myself as I picked up my clothes off the bedroom floor. "How much did he send you this time?", Jeremiah whispered softly to mom. "This time it was a grand”, mom replied. " Didn't you just get laid off, why are you wasting so much money on candy?", Jeremiah said firmlyas he cut the chicken. She rested her hand on Jeremiah's shoulders, "You're only 13, you need to experience sugar rushes, girls and heartbreaks. You need to go outside to play sports, go to parties, and just enjoy your life, don't worry about the money, okay?" her face looked sad, like she was thinking about something. Jeremiah turned towards mom, grabbed her hand, and made his tears started to flow "You don't need to go through this by yourself”, . She smiled, wiped his tears and started walked away. " Don't hurt yourself cutting that meat", she added. Jeremiah turned back to cut the chicken. As he started the cut off this skin, his tears got in the way and he cut his finger. The blood started spreading over his finger quickly. It covered the chicken before he could stop it so he washed the blood off chicken. Before he could finish washing it off, I brought him a bandage from the washroom. “He always cuts his finger, now he will go easier on me for the room because i gave him a bandage!” my plan was working "I finished cleaning, can I go now?", I asked. "Really? so, you cleaned the room that quick?”, Jeremiah sarcastically asked. "ya, so can I go now?" I tried to play it off and get out of the house before he could check. “he is busy and got a cut, so my chances of leaving are higher.” i said while feeling myself. "Let me check first”, he said, my face went from happy to scared instantly. We made our way to the room. "Where are the clothes?", Jeremiah asked. "Umm.. I put them away", I confessed, but he still found something weird. "So where are they? I do not see them", his voice got louder . I opened the closet and showed the hung up shirts. He looked confused and I knew why. " Where is the rest?", Jeremiah asked. " I put them away I told you", I replied. "WHERE ARE THEY!", his voice struck fear into me as he yelled. It was clear he was starting to get really mad. I got scared and back off “I am sorry, I just wanted candy!” tears filled my eyes, they overflowed and dropped to my chin. “go get your candy little bro. I am sorry for yelling.” he apologized and went back to the kitchen.

I took the elevator and pressed G to go to the ground floor. The elevator stopped on the 4. Ann walked into the elevator. I looked at my toes and tried not to make eye contact. “Say something, say something, anything, COMMON!” i cursed myself for being so weak. “Hey” she said as to acknowledge my presence. I was too scared to say a word. The elevator stopped at ground floor and she walked out of the elevator. “Hi” i mumbled to myself. She was no longer in the elevator. I stretched my arms out pretending to reach for her as she walked in front of me. I grabbed the air, and my stomach felt uneasy. the disappointed i had in myself couldn’t make me feel worse. She couldn’t be mine and it hurt. I had no words that could make her understand how much i liked her.” It’s been 3 years since i first met her, and still, i can’t even talk to her, not even a hi. I’m so useless. ” I started to obsess about it as i went to the store. I got to the store and seen Kevin walking around the isles. He quickly turned the corner before I could catch up to him. When i got him in my sights, i seen that his pants looked pointy. He was holding a Dino pop. I picked one up and I bought one it from the woman at the counter. When we got out the store he started to reach in his pants. "What the hell are you doing?”, I asked. He pulled out a handful of candy. "You want some?”, Kevin asked as he pulled out a lollipop. "Hell no, that was in your private”, I replied hysterically. “ want to race home? if you win you can have one of my candies” kevin challenged me. “it is okay, you can keep your candy. I got my own but i will race you. If i win, i want that new ninja turtles toy yo...”Kevin ran up the stairs before i could finish. The elevator stopped before he opened the staircase. I ran to the elevator. “No, one is here. GOOD, yes!!, ninja turtle toy, YES!”

I stood at the floor before he walked out of the staircase. “so, how was the climb, had fun?” i said sarcastically. His face was dripping from sweat, and his legs were shaking “why aren’t you sweating” he paused, i was about to burst out with laughter “YOU CHEATED!!” he snapped and screamed. His voice was loud enough that it echoed through the hallway.“ YOU CHEATER, YOU’RE NOT GETTING MY TOY!” a little bit of snot started to drip out of his nose into his mouth. Some of it mixed with the sweat he created while running up the stairs. Kevin wiped it off with his right hand and used that same hand grab my shirt. I started to chuckle. “you think you’re smart?, i should knock you’re stupid, fucking, teeth out right now for trying to play me” his legs were still shaking as he threatened me. “eww, don’t touch me with the same hand you used to wipe away your snot. Don’t let me tell mom on you. The toy is mine, you lost fair and square” i argued as i grabbed his hand and removed it from my shirt. “you can’t beat me up little bro, but you can go ahead and try” kevin stayed silent as i spoke. “Fine, tell mom, you snitch. I am still not giving you my toy.” he pushed me walked to his room.

"Where is mom, Jer?" I smiled while pulling on his shirt. As he turned around to look at me, a bit of water hit my cheek. When I seen his face, it looked like he has been crying. "She will be back soon", Jeremiah replied while rubbing his eyes. He started to set the table so we could start dinner. “Are we going to eat without mom again, Jer?”, I complained while looking at the food. “She said to eat without her, she will be back as soon as she can”, he replied with the same sad face. He started staring at the wall. He was following something with his eyes. When i turned to look at the wall all i seen was the mark Kevin made when they fought. He continued to set up the table. His cooking was always bad but he is getting better. what he made this time did not even look like curry chicken. “What the hell is this! Why do we have to eat this crap”, I whispered to Kevin. He ignored me and continued to eat candy from his pants. “How can you eat that? Pretty sure it touched your private”, I giggled. Kevin continued to ignore me. “ he is still made about the toy thing.” i thought to myself. negative thoughts filled my head, “Everyone seems to be sad or mad about something today.” I tried not to obsess about it. We began to eat the curry chicken. “Please, mom. come home soon.” I prayed in my head wishing she was here. Mom wasn't here to fix the food like always. Today it seemed especially bad but it never seemed like she did that much, until now. Every couple of seconds there was some weird popping sound coming from the food. “ No way that he cooked that properly. I am never asking him to cook again, this does not look safe", I tried to mumble quietly, however, my voice was loud enough that Hadassah, who sat beside Jeremiah heard. "Shut up and eat", Hadassah exclaimed. "Bitch, you shut up and eat", I replied. Kevin laughed while Jeremiah was lost in thought. "Jer, are you...", before I could finish Hadassah threw her drink at me. "Who are you swearing at mango head? Think I can't beat you up?", she yelled, then pulled the dinner table blanket. The food that was on the table fell on the floor. Jeremiah got up and left the table. "You made him mad. Bitch", I quietly said so Jeremiah couldn’t hear. As Hadassah removed her hand from the blanket. She jumped on top of the table, then charged at me head first. Her head hit the bottom of my chin and knocked me to the ground. "Calm down it was a joke", I yelled, while pleading for her to not hit me. As she sat on top of me, she stood still. She tried to cracked her knuckles for effect. "You’re so extra, if you’re going to hit him, then do it", Kevin said, while laughing. Her hand gripped my shirt, before she could hit me I took a bite of her hand. I clenched my teeth as hard as i could against her skin so she could come off me. She started to scream in pain. Mom opened the front door walked into the dining room. Hadassah started to calm down. She purposely started crying again and yell for mom. "They called me a bitch, and threw my drink away", she said. "They? I did nothing, just laughed", Kevin says, as he defended himself.

Who bit her?", Mom asked as she put something in her back pocket. Her expression changed on her face. Both Hadassah and Kevin pointed at me. She told me to wait in her room. There was a box that i never seen before on top of her bed. It had pictures of a man and a lot of money inside. She came inside the room, ran to the box, and closed it. “GET OUT, I WILL CALL YOU LATER, GET OUT, NOW” Her expression switched quickly as she yelled. I cried and ran to my room. As I walked into the room, Jeremiah was rubbing his eyes. He turned to me and smiled. Now that I was face to face with him, I could see that he didn't sleep. The bags under his eyes were darker than Mom's. i wiped away my tears and held Jeremiah’s shirt "Jeremiah, you okay?", I asked. "Yeah, I am fine little bro. Get ready for bed, you have school tomorrow", Jeremiah smiled at me then turned back to the wall and zoned out. It looked like he was in deep thought. I was about to go take a bath when Hadassah ran in front of me and locked the door to the washroom. “WHAT THE F…” mom was in the other room so i stopped myself. I punched the washroom door then went to the living room to finish my homework. “stupid, fucking dassah. always trying to provoke me” i mumbled to myself as i sat down on the couch. half an hour later she came out of the washroom and looked at me. She smiled for a second, rolled her eyes, then went to change. “Finally, it’s my turn. opened the door and seen hair everywhere. My hairbrush was broken in half and all the bristles from my tooth brush were gone. “You want to play games dassah, okay!” I looked for her tooth brush but it was gone. I looked for her hairbrush but she shared it with mom. “ Fuck, what now? I will get back at her later” I took a bath and sat down in the tub. It was so comfortable that i fell asleep. When i came to, Kevin, mom and Jeremiah were surrounding me. Hadassah was nowhere in sight. They looked way older but i knew it was them. “I panicked and looked around “Where the fuck am i?, Who are you guys? Am i dead?” No one responded. Kevin had a jacket on and one arm. Mom looked like she never seen sun for days and Jeremiah looked like a gang member. I snapped out of it. “Bang , bang, bang” someone was knocking the bathroom door. I came to my senses and gasped for air “Are you okay in there?” Mom’s voice came from outside the door and i tried to quiet down my breathing “ Yeah...i’m umm...fine mom.” I responded loudly, not understanding what was just happening “Okay sweetie. Get ready for bed now, okay?” she waited by the door for a reply “okay mom, i will be out in a minute.” I replied while i was coming out of the shower.


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