Piece by Piece (Skylar)

[Kingston Cesaire D3A [Tom]]

Speaking , Thinking, Hearing, Writing

The morning was a cold and snowy one. Jasper had laid in bed most of the morning at the orphan, the rest of the time he spent fixing a watch that he was wanting. He had tinkered with it so much that he was almost done. All he needed was a few more parts, but during winter parts were hard to find. Jasper put on a t-shirt and a sweater and a pair of jeans, plus his shoes and socks. He made his way out of the crummy Orphanage that has been his home for many many years. He would soon be kicked out for being too old. He would be homeless, if he doesn't get adopted soon, but no one ever wanted a smart 18 year old. He has argued his way into staying a little while longer as long as he works at the orphanage. Jasper had the day off though today, so he was working on his watch, but now he was heading into town for parts. He only had a bit of money on him. Hopefully, it would be enough.

Jasper trudged through the heavy snow that laid on the ground. His eyes wondering up and down the streets to make sure no one was going to hurt him. He has been jumped before and he definitely doesn't want it to happen again. Jasper trudged through the snow a bit faster. The square was quiet today, people were there, but not as much talking as normal, probably because people were still freaked out by the reaping and all. District 3 never wins ever anyways. Well except for that Goravich guy. He won from killing the District four guy and his District partner who was like 12. Jasper walked on the concrete that they had cleared the snow from.

The shop he normally goes to was open. He walked inside and the old man behind the counter smiled at him. Jasper looked around the shop for what he was searching for, which was a gear and a spring. He finally found the perfect spring, but the gear was no where to be found. Jasper frowned. The old man took the spring and Jasper paid for it. Jasper put the spring in his pocket for safe keeping until he got back to the orphanage. He trudged back into the street that he took every free day he had.

Then he looked behind him. The gang of boys that jumps him was following him. He ran away as fast as he could, but he was not fast enough. They got him. Pain flew to his body as the gang threw Jasper onto the hard ground. They began kicking him, the pain was invigorating. He couldn't move. His eyes caught a boy on the other side of the street. Jasper couldn't get a good look, but his voice rang out in pain and terror. He yelled to the boy.

"Help me ! Please...."

Sorry Skylar that its terrible..... But here it is<33333