... - Prolouge I rushed back home as the rain came pouring down. The puddles beneath my feet sooth the aching, but I know this is not the time. I am homeless, my mama and papa died when I was tiny, and I’ve learned from the other kids on the streets since then. They’re my new family. My name is Lucas Wright, and I am a castaway from my town. I can talk, but sometimes I just freeze up and panic, unable to move or talk. I’m only eight, how ‘bout that? Everyone else is either twelve or thirteen, but they took me in anyways. I reach the alleyway and knock on a loose wooden board. The rain continues pounding, getting my favorite shirt wet. Someone lifts the board up and stares at me, then lets me through. A group of boys, Marshal, Ford, Damian, James, and Alfie, huddle around a small fire with stolen sleeping bags from an abandoned super store downtown. “Lucas, my amigo, how is your tiny self doing?” Damian says. I gently place my bag on t
BIO: Lucas WrightBorn in 2007, Lucas always thought he had some sort of Destiny. He was never really known in his town, no one ever noticed him. He believed they were paid to, and maybe something would happen to him. He was right 'bout that.
Lucas is a ten year old, short little dude, that wears glasses and has black hair. He's white skin toned, and has green eyes. Lucas prefers a light blue shirt with khaki shorts and going around barefoot. Not surprised. Once Jonathan picked him up from some sorta company he stayed at, he gave him headphones (or earbuds whatever) and a mini phone that can only play music. the headphones help it make it feel like the song is everywhere.
Friends and stuff like that:
Lucas never had any friends. He likes having none. His only actual friends are Jonathan Myers and Kaa, a snake. He has no relationships, never really fell in love with anyone. He's ten, he gets a definite pass.
He acquired a SOUL of sleep, not surprising. He uses a staff with a red, rip
Lucas' Journal #3 - Too Close in Coils After I asked Theo if I could keep my new friend Kaa, he said yes, and I got to keep the snake that night. At 10:00pm, I walked into my room and got Kaa out of the basket. "Not much in here, but the floor is soft," I said. "You could hang somewhere on the wall, I don't know, you decide." Kaa said nothing, and went ahead and plopped on the floor in the corner. I went in the middle and sank into the comfy floor, and fell asleep as I was pulled to the bottom, unable to be seen by the human eye.
When the boy fell asleep, Kaa slithered to the where the boy disappeared, carefully lifting him up towards his face. A cold breeze blew by, and the boy started to move around. Kaa still had no intention of eating him, and wrapped him up quietly in a squishy bed of coils. The boy smiled and sank into the soft coils. Then Kaa put the boy on a hammock made of coils, and slithered to the floor to fall asleep somewhere else. He honestly had no idea why he liked the bo