Offenderman

I walked through the dusty road of our broken town. That's when I stopped in the swirling sand after my ears picked up a soft sound. I began to walk again when I heard laughter.

Deep but not too deep. I looked up and saw a figure standing a few feet away. It disappeared and I kept walking. Black tears stung my eyes as I kept walking. I was no one.

People left after what I had done. I was nothing but a monster, a freak!

I continued to walk until the laughter started again. This time, it was closer. I was getting scared. I was nervous and a mess.

"Hello, sweetheart! Is everything okay?" a gruff voice said behind me.

I spun and ended up falling onto my butt. I sat there and looked at the figure from before. I saw his pale skin, mouth, fedora, pants. He lacked eyes and a nose as well as a shirt. I started crawling backwards as more tears fell.

"G-go away! I'm nothing but a freak!" I say while looking away from the creature.

I felt something wrap around my waist as I was being yanked off the ground. I covered my eyes and cried harder.

"Oh, but you are not a freak. You're a beautiful girl no matter what people say about you." he says, pulling my hands down.

"W-why do y-you c-care? I am alone. I have nobody anymore. No friends, no family. No one." I sob.

"You have me. Isn't that something?" he says. "By the way, I'm Offenderman but you can call me Offendy if you want." he said, smiling.

"Bulletsmoke Xana. But Bullet is alright." I say, my crying slowly ceasing.

We talked and got to know each other better. Soon we had to go our separate ways. I was much happier now that I found a friend.