Y/N: I continue to walk along sidewalks and cross streets with not so many cars driving by. I start to notice I'm entering the dark side of the city, also known as the alleyways. Here there are druggies and junkies, gangs, homeless people, women who sell themselves for money, the whole store. But, that's actually farther down the alleyway. The shelter isn't exactly where the dangerous part of the alley is. So, I won't have to worry about getting jumped or offered drugs. I begin walking slowly into the alleyway checking behind my back to make sure no ones trying to kill me or anything. After like 4-5 minutes, I begin to stop being as paranoid anymore, until I see a black looking silhouette flash right past my vision. "What the hell?" I rub my eyes making sure I wasn't seeing things. I open up my bookbag and take out a shank (yes you brought protection with you just incase your in danger 😉). I hide my shank in my hoodie pocket, while still holding onto it tightly. I round the corner I swear I saw whatever ran in front of me ran to. I round the corner to find a person wearing a teal hoodie, some beige colored shorts and they weirdly enough had a bomb shaped head. I was thinking it was some sort of helmet or mask, either way I didnt want to find out what they were doing. I slowly turn back around before, I hear what sounded like a girl with an electric guitar for a voice. At that moment it felt like my body was paralyzed. "Who are you?"
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RomanceYou are a lowly, anti-social singer and trying to reach the goal of becoming a rockstar/singer. Your dreams are supposedly crushed when your parents throw you out for not following THEY'RE dreams of you becoming a doctor or a regular boring office w...
