recount [Part 1]

There on the floor he lay. His thick fingers clutched the back of his thighs ever so tightly. Tears cascaded down his thin, obtrusive cheeks as the shadow of them loomed over him. There - in their eyes lay a mixed suppression of feelings. One that he would never understand then. He knew he was not going to be able to walk for the next few days. But hey, at least it was better than going to a juvenile home. And in his mind he swore he would never commit such an audacity again.