Austin's POV

   I woke up in my bed, witch was just blankets and pillows piled together, my body stiff and aching in pain. My eyes adjusted to the light shining threw my window. Looking around my room i see just blank walls just white. I had clothes scattered around the floor with my bookbag for school.

Moving the blanket off my body i look down at my. I thought of myself as sickening, skinny to the bone where my ribs show. I sighed and got up walking to the bathroom i reach out an arm to feel the walls, as our lights had been shut off cause the bill wasn't paid, when i get there i open the window letting the sunlight fill the bathroom.

In the mirror i see a shell of my former self a husky, 16 years old and broken by his family.

Let me tell you about myself. My name is Austin im a husky brown and a light caramel color. My family wasn't the best, with my parents being drug atticts and my brother being abusive to me, i live a life of hell.

I left the bathroom quietly and quickly scurried to my room. Grabbing a black long sleeve and a pair of faded grey jeans i along with my backpack crawled out my window, like im going to take the chance to face my family, i landed on the ground and ran to the bus stop.

I took a seat on the sidewalk opening my backpack, i took out a drawing book with a thing of gel pens, i know what you're thinking and yes i stole these, i took a light green and started to scribble in the trees in the picture.

Soon enough i saw the bus a few blocks away. Putting away my art book and pens i stood up and waited. When the bus stopped in front of me i walked on when the doors opened. Taking a set near the driver i rested my head on the window watching the houses and buildings fly by.

'I hope i can survive today' i think to myself.