A/N ok changed meh mind I'll keep em separate! Please comment let meh know how it's going! @_@ please...

The wind slowly blew the fall leaves across the drying blood that
pooled by the heels of my feet and strangely I was content, It wasn’t
what I had hoped my life would be like at the age of 15 but neither
was anything else.

I was dying.

I didn't care. To be honest I was relived. No more pain. No more
awkward stares from those around me.
No more whispers about the broken boy from the orphanage with the
horrid scars on his back and across the right side of his face. No
just silence and peace. I had lost to much blood from all rocks and
large stones the other kids had thrown at me. At least they stopped
when I finally stopped moving then they slowly started to run away
once they had seen the damage they had done to me and I knew none of
them would get help for fear of repercussions of what they had done
though they should not have feared, No one would care in fact it would
have been seen as a burden had been removed from the nuns shoulders if
I died.
They always thought I should have died rather than live like a freak.
So I will die in my favorite spot out by the old windmill where I am
sure my body will not be found for many years as I was the only one
who traveled near this place since it shut down.

Slowly I felt my mind slipping and can think only of my one and only
friend that had left me in disgust and was in truth the reason for my
current state, but it was the only fond memories I had and so I
dreamed of him before he hated me.

As my eyes became unfocused I could have sworn I saw the world shift
to a someplace similar but different. To a time when the windmill was
in full use… slowly voices started to drift around me.