All Alone in New Orleans

Tears fell from my eyes. I was weeping. Weeping for no reason. I was always glum."Raindrops on roses and wiskers on kittens. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens. Brown paper packages tied up with strings. These are a few of my favorite things," I would sing to myself. I always sang that when i felt upset. In the Sound of Music, she said that singing this would make people feel better but it doesn't work that well with me. I still sing it anyway. Crying would sometimes make me feel better. I live alone. My mom left and Daddy was dead. I'm only 17. Well...I will be in six months.I have to pay the bills for my small apartment. It's really expensive because it's in the heart of New Orleans. I work in a bar. The owner is a friend of Mom so she gave me a job.I've been working late so I can pay the light bill. My friendly neighbors usually help me with the bill but they're out of town. Luckly, in New Orleans, I get very nice tips. Drunk men will also hit on me. But then again, they think I'm much older than I really am. The men's wives will give me even more money to apologize for their husband's behavior. But Ryan, he is a character. He is a regular. I knew his name. I always knew what he was gonna get. One Thursday night in July, Ryan had changed. It was hot and humid even at midnight. Ryan came in the bar. "The Regular?" I assumed. "No! Get me a Hurricane and Tequila mixed together," Ryan responded. I was confused but I gave Ryan what he had requested. He gulped it down and in a matter of seconds he was extremely drunk. Ryan jumped over the counter and grabbed me. The next thing I know he's making out with me. I mean I didn't mind it. Ryan is a handsome man but I could taste the alcohol. Keep in mide that I am 16 when this happened. Well, this happened not to terribly long ago. I threatened to call the cops if he didn't get off me so he obeyed. Ever since that night, I haven't seen him since. I kinda miss Ryan. He always would put a smile on my face. I sighed, grabbed money for the trolley and dashed out of the apartment complex.