The Life of Ty
Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2025 7:11 pm
Chapter 1: Introduction
I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was school. It was all too much. It should be illegal to put boys and girls in a prison everyday. It's all anxiety.
Ty just held onto his knees as his phone began to buzz. It was morning before the sun said hello. It was criminal how early he had to get up. Ty just jumped to his feet as he dragged himself to the bathroom. His long brown hair came down over his skinny pale body. Ty pulled on the waistband of his undies as he brushed his teeth.
"Woah lookie lookie!" Ty's little sister Ashley made her presence known as she woahed and pointed at her brother in his bright white undies. Ashley was three years younger than Ty but had the same long brown hair he did. A naked boy was unfamiliar to her and new territory. Ty pushed his sister into the hall as he moved to his room.
Ashley is so weird. Why can't she just be a normal sister. She's like a little gremlin. A monster in a little girl's body.
Their mother Cindy was ready to push the kids out the door. Ty pulled together a simple outfit of jeans and a plane shirt. The car ride only pulled the anxiety to the foreground as Ty thought about the battle ground that was fifth grade.
The whole year he spent his time like money trying to buy the affection of one girl. Ginny was the perfect girl to have a crush on. Her country accent was heaven and her blonde hair was the color of the sun. It was everything a boy could hope for.
Fourth grade was a tuff battlefield but at least Ty had a brother in this mess. Steven was tall and lengthy with his messy, curly, poofy hair.
Steven was vibing against the wall of the school as they pulled up. The brick wall was the perfect setting for the music video in Steven's head as he swayed and bobbed.
Look at this dork. Doesn't he know people are looking. I wish I could try not to care.
Ty left his thoughts in the care as he left with his sister following behind him. Steven pulled out his earbuds as he saw them approach.
"I been listening to this new song." Steven's dead slow voice crawled out as he flashed Ty his phone screen. Ashley made herself scarce as the boys walked into the school. The line for the lunch room was getting long as Ty spotted his first hurdle. Mat was being his normal crazy self as he was making a gun with his fingers and shouting die.
Mat was a pig, a brute, and a bully. His head was shaved and his eyes were mean. As Ty entered the lunch line he saw her. Ginny was just a couple people ahead of him. Ty pulled all the air into his gut before mustering up the nerve to talk to her. Too bad he was sorely interrupted before even getting words out.
"Dork!" Mat made eye contact from his spot a couple people in front of Ginny. "Morning dork!" Ty just kept quiet in his own little space as the honking voice of Mat cut through the morning air.
Ginny just didn't seem to notice anything happened around her as she was lost in conversation. Ty just didn't seem to have the hunger to stay in line. Ty just pulled his chin up as he started his strut for the playground. His eyes stayed to the left watching the girls talk as a foot found its way in front of him. Ty tripped falling to the ground as he put his hands out forward. Ginny couldn't help but hold back a laugh as Mat began explaining how bumbley Ty was.
Oh I just want to hit him. But I don't know how to. My arms feel like string. I'm not sure if I'm capable of throwing a punch. How do you even throw a good punch.
"Here let me help you up," Mat said, stepping out of line. Ty did not need his help. He did not want it. Ty would rather lay on the ground than receive help from the likes of him. This was not an option as Ty felt hands slide into his pants grabbing his underwear by their waistband. "Lift off!" And just like that Ty was lifted off the ground by his underwear. His tight white booty sleeve were yanked high letting him dangle as the line roared with laughter.
"Oh my....Ty......I can see your bridges," Ginny squawked covering her giggles. Once the line seemed to move Mat dropped him heading inside. Ty just laid on the ground fixing his underwear.
This was the life of our pour child. Fourth grade was a death trap filled with pitfalls and he had to navigate them all.
I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was school. It was all too much. It should be illegal to put boys and girls in a prison everyday. It's all anxiety.
Ty just held onto his knees as his phone began to buzz. It was morning before the sun said hello. It was criminal how early he had to get up. Ty just jumped to his feet as he dragged himself to the bathroom. His long brown hair came down over his skinny pale body. Ty pulled on the waistband of his undies as he brushed his teeth.
"Woah lookie lookie!" Ty's little sister Ashley made her presence known as she woahed and pointed at her brother in his bright white undies. Ashley was three years younger than Ty but had the same long brown hair he did. A naked boy was unfamiliar to her and new territory. Ty pushed his sister into the hall as he moved to his room.
Ashley is so weird. Why can't she just be a normal sister. She's like a little gremlin. A monster in a little girl's body.
Their mother Cindy was ready to push the kids out the door. Ty pulled together a simple outfit of jeans and a plane shirt. The car ride only pulled the anxiety to the foreground as Ty thought about the battle ground that was fifth grade.
The whole year he spent his time like money trying to buy the affection of one girl. Ginny was the perfect girl to have a crush on. Her country accent was heaven and her blonde hair was the color of the sun. It was everything a boy could hope for.
Fourth grade was a tuff battlefield but at least Ty had a brother in this mess. Steven was tall and lengthy with his messy, curly, poofy hair.
Steven was vibing against the wall of the school as they pulled up. The brick wall was the perfect setting for the music video in Steven's head as he swayed and bobbed.
Look at this dork. Doesn't he know people are looking. I wish I could try not to care.
Ty left his thoughts in the care as he left with his sister following behind him. Steven pulled out his earbuds as he saw them approach.
"I been listening to this new song." Steven's dead slow voice crawled out as he flashed Ty his phone screen. Ashley made herself scarce as the boys walked into the school. The line for the lunch room was getting long as Ty spotted his first hurdle. Mat was being his normal crazy self as he was making a gun with his fingers and shouting die.
Mat was a pig, a brute, and a bully. His head was shaved and his eyes were mean. As Ty entered the lunch line he saw her. Ginny was just a couple people ahead of him. Ty pulled all the air into his gut before mustering up the nerve to talk to her. Too bad he was sorely interrupted before even getting words out.
"Dork!" Mat made eye contact from his spot a couple people in front of Ginny. "Morning dork!" Ty just kept quiet in his own little space as the honking voice of Mat cut through the morning air.
Ginny just didn't seem to notice anything happened around her as she was lost in conversation. Ty just didn't seem to have the hunger to stay in line. Ty just pulled his chin up as he started his strut for the playground. His eyes stayed to the left watching the girls talk as a foot found its way in front of him. Ty tripped falling to the ground as he put his hands out forward. Ginny couldn't help but hold back a laugh as Mat began explaining how bumbley Ty was.
Oh I just want to hit him. But I don't know how to. My arms feel like string. I'm not sure if I'm capable of throwing a punch. How do you even throw a good punch.
"Here let me help you up," Mat said, stepping out of line. Ty did not need his help. He did not want it. Ty would rather lay on the ground than receive help from the likes of him. This was not an option as Ty felt hands slide into his pants grabbing his underwear by their waistband. "Lift off!" And just like that Ty was lifted off the ground by his underwear. His tight white booty sleeve were yanked high letting him dangle as the line roared with laughter.
"Oh my....Ty......I can see your bridges," Ginny squawked covering her giggles. Once the line seemed to move Mat dropped him heading inside. Ty just laid on the ground fixing his underwear.
This was the life of our pour child. Fourth grade was a death trap filled with pitfalls and he had to navigate them all.