My first story. I also wrote this for my English Homework...
You could just sense that he was broken. His frame looked weak, too small to be here, in a place like this. His eyes showed no glimmer, no sparkle, just the reflection of this ugly place. The rain drops were threatening to harm his ramshackle hair, a raven faux hawk with a fringe that cradled his cheekbones so gracefully. I couldn’t stand to let the weather damage him even more than his frail body was expressing. I rushed out into the grey abyss, called home.
I stood next to him and silently acknowledged him. This startled him and he stumbled over backwards onto the damp sand.
“Hello. My name is Bambi, and I live in the house over there. Um... can I offer you a hot beverage? I have Earl Grey, Chai, Oolong, Green Tea, Espresso and Macchiato. Or juice? I have juice too,” I said as I reached over to pick him up.
“Uh... my n-name is F-F-Frank. Iero. Frank Iero,” his mouth stuttered out, “I’m sorry I intruded your island, ma’am, I was in a shipwreck with my friend and...And-“.
“Come on inside, its cold,” I mumbled as I started dragging him towards the house.