Silent Cry

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-3rd person pov-

There was a family of three people sitting on a wooden table in a poor wooden house. The wife Kaori, the husband Toshiro and finally the little kid that was only about 2 years old. They were having soup for dinner.

"Toshiro what will we do about #&% ?" Asked Kaori her husband Toshiro, but for some reason we can't know what's our main character name yet? Hmm...strange.

"What do you want with asking that question again for the third time today?" Asked back Toshiro with a bit of irritation in his voice.

Kaori stopped eating, she looked at Toshiro eyes then said, "#&% is two years old and we should prepare to enroll him in a school!" She was really angry right now. She felt like her husband doesn't care about their child's future at all.

"We don't have enough money to enroll him in any school! He will work with me, i will teach him everything to make him earn money for us!" Said Toshiro, while pointing his finger at the little kid that was sitting while drinking his soup, not even surprised a little bit.

That's what they do all of the time, they begin fighting over a lot of things, and one of them of course is fighting over their child's future.

They are a really poor family that doesn't have any relatives, the wife wants to enroll the kid to the school to make him know how to read and write at least, to make their lives better.

In the other hand, the husband wants the kid to work with him from a young age, to make money fast, because if he enroll him to school, he will wait a long time to let the kid know how to read and write only, and he doesn't have enough money to enroll him, then wait for him to finish his studies.

The two didn't care about their child at all, they only cared about making their lives better. If they doesn't have a little bit of morals they would have sold him or something.

After they began their third fight for today, the kid has already finished his meal. He did a little gesture while saying with a low voice, 'Thanks for the meal.' then he excused himself to go to his small room.

The room was so bland, it didn't have any toys or things for kids, only a window in the left of the room, and a bed in the corner of the room.

The room didn't have anything else. Well the family was poor in the first place so they can't do anything about it.

The kid lied down on bed, while covering himself with the tattered blanket. He thought in his head, 'Why should papa and mama start fighting every day. I don't care about my future or money, if they could only stop fighting, i will do anything to make them happy' The kid cried in silence while thinking, then he fell asleep.

Because of the environment the kid was born in, he was a little bit matured for his age, even though he still thinks naively sometimes, but he's just a normal two years old kid.

After the husband and wife stopped their fight finally after two hours, the wife went to sleep, while the husband went out to buy some beer.

He was thinking while drinking his beer, it took hours of thinking, then he became drunk. After becoming drunk there was a though that crossed his mind, 'Isn't it better to have less mouths to feed?'.

After thinking like this for some time, he had a victorious smile while saying, "Yes, if we.. hiccup..have less people to feed.. hiccup..we will have more saving.. hiccup!"

He then went to his home walking, while stumbling a little bit. After walking for about twenty minutes he arrived to his home while still huccuping from drinking.

Then he went in, after founding his son's room, he opened the door.

*Creak*

With the creaking of the door the kid have woken from his 'Sweet dreams'. he looked at the shadow that has red stripes around him from the sunrise and a victorious smile on his face. That was the little kid's father who was drunk.

*Yawn*"Is there any thing you want papa?" Asked the kid to his father. He was a little bit scared, because sometimes his father becomes drunk and either beat the shit out of him, while saying things like, "BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT. IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU"

This kind of experience left some trauma on the kid. Even though he became a little bit used to the beating, it still hurts him so much

"You..hiccup.. come with me.. hiccup." Said the father who was still huccuping between words.

Then he took the kid's hand roughly, while walking out of the house. "Where are we going papa?" Asked the kid while remembering the times his father took him to an abandoned place to take his rage out on him.

"Don't.. hiccup.. fucking talk.. hiccup..back to me!" Said the father with an angry look on his face.

"!" The kid was scared to say anything else, he just nodded his head a little, then went with his father.

No one said a word. It was really quite that creaks sound was so high.

After about two hours walking they stopped in front of a place that looked like an orphanage. The kid didn't understand why they are here.

"What are we doing here papa?" Asked the kid with a questioned look on his face. This wasn't the first time he saw an orphanage, so he recognized this as an orphanage.

"DIDN'T I SAY DON'T FUCKING TALK!!" The father smacked the kid after saying this.

*Smack*

*Thud*

The boy fell on the ground from the power behind the slap, there was a red mark on his face and even some blood in the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing lying on the ground!? STAND UP AND COME WITH ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!" Screamed the father to the lying kid on the ground.

The kid began to stand on his tiny legs.

After he was standing the father took his hand more roughly, made his way to the orphanage gate, then left the child while saying, "Never even try to come back. You don't have a home, parents or anything, understood?" The child only could nod to his father's words.

The father then made his way back to his home, while leaving his son in front of an orphanage gate with a tattered clothes in five to six am.

The kid was shivering. Not only because of the cold but too because he was crying, crying so much but with silence. It was a 'Silent Cry'

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