I sit alone in the train compartment. Watching the passing scenery. They both knew each other, talking away like nothing was happening.
Me? I'm ready to fall over...I'm horrible tired. And I'm alone. Like always. But I don't mind it much. I like being alone. It's calm. Though the judgemental looks are scary, I get over it. It won't matter later on.
I'm proud of the way I am. Sounds strange, but I came pretty far. And know I've stolen a crown with two bimbos. I'm surrounded by idiots...
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Runaways
AdventureThree kids. One destination. Where is their destination you ask? Away. Anywhere but where they left off. They have almost no belonging or food and definitely no home. Their always on the run. Why you ask? Their running from their parents, from thei...
