Life as a Whole

Anyway, I live at the corner of here and there. Nana and I move alot, but we do have one home base. We don’t live in a actual home, but the parking lot here is actually great. There used to be a Farmers Market, but they weren’t selling very many things, so they closed down. So we get old blankets and some soff stuff and sleep there. My parents? I don’t have any, ‘sides Nana. She’s been taking care of me for sevin years. Who knows where my reel parents are. Ohwell. Nana says that’s too words. I say it as one word, so I’ll spell it as one word. She gave up telling me things. I’m too ‘independint’ for her, she says. One night, she told me something… “Blondie?” “Yes, Nana?” “Never change. Be yourself.” “Why would I change, Nana?” “I saw you looking at em. Them teenagers dyin’ there hair rainbow colors… Wearin’ short skirts and high shoos. I just don’t want you to change.” I smiled at her in the nite. “Never. I’ll be myself.” “Promise me that, Blondie?” “I promise promise.” We slept in a dumpster that night. It was always warm in a dumpster. Blanket or not. I just wished we didn’t have to all ways have to be some where other then a bed. I wish I could live is a house. A apartment, even. A condo. A cabin. Some were to hide the rain, heat, or cold. A shooting star came that night. That moment. The next morning, Nana told me to wait at the corner. It was snowin hard that day. I came across a dog. He was flufy. Soff, too. “Puppy! Come ‘ere puppy!” He looked at me and came. What a slow, sick dog. Sat by my feet, so I sat with it. “I’m gonna name you Shon. Ok? Shon?” I pet him then scratched the space behind his ears. He barely had the energy to wag his tale. “I’ll try my best to take care of you. Ok, Shon?” He made a week excuse for a bark. I sat there with Shon for a while. Waiting for Nana to come back. I layd down in a soff pile of ferm snow. Shon lay with me. I smiled and held him close. “We can try to keep eachother warm now.” And so we did. I heard lots of talkin’. I woke up and I was buried in snow. Shon was gone. I started to cry. I know I had only had him for a few minute before even sleeping in the snow with him. Butt, he was stil my dog. I asked random people if they’ve seen him. A wite, flufy, smal dog named Shon. No one even looked at me. Probably because I look diskusting. ‘Fan see’ people don’t like to talk to home less. So Shon is missing. I went back to the place Nana told me to stay and I started to cry. I ended up crying myself to sleep. I woke up in the morning, halfway buried in snow. Nana stil isn’t back. My bracelet! Nana made me one out of color’d strings. I searched the snow for it. I found it! And…Shon! He was berried in snow. That’s wy I couldn’t find him yesterday! Shon… I sat in the snow and held on to him. Held on to my dead dog, waiting more Nana. All the people in the crowd just stared at me. A weeird look in their eyes. I started to lay down. I didn’t want to see them. They got quieter. I was hoping Nana would be one of the people passing by. Meny people passed me by, thinking I was already dead. I was so lifeless. So empty. I invited deth to come to me, but instead… “Hello? Little girl?” I looked up. A womin. She put her hand to her chest and sied with relief. “Phew! I thought you were de—“ She cut herself off and bit her lip. “Come with me. I’ll get you warm.” I looked at her out streched hand, and all I did was cluch onto Shon. She looked a little sader, and her husband grabbed onto her arm. “She doesn’t want to come. Let her just stay.” I heard him mumble, “she’ll probly die either way, any way.” “David! I know, we’ve never wanted a child butt…We can't leave her out here alone. I won’t allow it.” She turned towards me again and said “I have hot choklit at the house. I’ll take good care of you, as long as you listen to me, okay?” Choklit? I’ve never had it before. I always see people in the streets eating it, but I’ve never had it myself. They all seemed to enjoy it. I stood up, still holding on to Shon. “Can you help Shon…?” I started to tear up. I finally stopped crying about Shon yesterday, but now… “Or is he gone forever…” I knew the answer. So I just shook my head and put him down. I said a little prayer for him. “How does choklit taste…?” I turned around and smiled at the man and the woman. She grab’d my hand, smiling at me, and started walking. “You’ll see very soon. Do you have a name? Parents?” I shook my head at her. “I don’t know who my parents are. All the home less took as good care of me as they could…But they never gave me a name, except Blondie.” “That’s so unfortunate! How about…We name you at the house? I have a book you can choose from, if you’d like!” “A book..? I can't read…” “I’m surprised! You talk really well.” She smiled at me, and I did too. “And what about that book in your hands?” “The ones that knew how to taught me. And my Nana is teaching me to rite good.” The man, Dave, didn’t say much of anything. I could tell he really didn’t like me. Fine. I won’t like him either.