Chapter Two: Above Clouds

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WARNING: VULGARITIES

GEORGE POV


George is sitting where the window is. He is sleeping, and it is still pouring outside.

In the darkness, George stands there, alone and crying. He is conscious in a way that he knows that he is in a dream. He starts looking around to find two spotlights lighting the ground up. The lighted areas spawn two human-like figures that have the same silhouette as his parents. 

"You're so worthless. All you do is take up space in my house!"

"Why didn't you just fucking die in your mother's stomach!"

"Why don't you just go and.....!" George stands still and lets the words stab him until a pair of big hands suddenly covers George's ears. George turns behind to see a tall man. "W-who are you?" George gasped in total shock, but he doesn't feel threatened by his presence. In fact, he feels the opposite. The body heat from the tall man makes George feels safe and comfortable to be around. George wants to talk more, but he is abruptly awakened by a clap of thunder, which makes him gasps for air.

He's confused and angry at the same time.

"Who was that?" he asks that question out loud this time. The lady next to him stares at him. George could care less. However, that thunder really woke him up. He realizes that he only has one-third of what he originally has after buying the plane ticket. He is terrified of what would he be doing after getting there. School? Work? A roof over his head? 

He decides to push it away until he got off the plane. Then he will start thinking of a concrete plan.

 He glances outside of the window to relax out, and it helps. He stared at the raindrops that are flowing down the window. The sound of the rain is making comfortable him as well.

 His eyes start closing as he continues to stare out the window.

He's fast asleep. 

There are only 4 more hours till he reaches Florida.


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