Hiding from you

Chapter 5

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That old man didn't stand a chance against me. Running fast across the town trying not to get into another fight, I hold the crackers in my arm making sure they don't fall. I'm tiered I don't want to fight anymore people for today. I ran inside a broken barbed wire fence and moved all the plants in the way. I then walked to an abandoned house that's all torn and beat up. Knock knock! I then opened the door. "I'm home!" I heard loud and fast foot steps coming from the room. "Big bro!" Him jumping into my arms made me smile. "You were gone a long time big bro Marco, what took you so long?" I gave him the box of crackers. "I took these crackers from this guy and now we got something to ea-." Punch. My little bro punched me in the arm, but it wasn't that hard because he's just four years old. "Ow! What was that for?" My little brother had an adorable, angry look on his face. "You stole them!?" Oh! I forgot that he doesn't like stealing. Josh, little bro, always been different from anyone else. He always wanted this world to be like the girl's. He didn't like the fighting or stealing and I know it's wrong, but what choice do I have. Everyone else likes how this world is, but Josh believed in sunshine, peace, love, and I think he's going to become a hippie when he grows up. "Sorry Josh bro, I had to get food and I only saw the guy with food. So I had to take it." My little bro was very angry, but he forgave me. "At least eat it." His face went back to normal. "Fine." He started to eat it very fast. "You were hungry right?" Little bro looked at me. "Just a little." I laughed at how he didn't want to admit that he was. Creak! "Huh? Did you hear that big bro." I listened and heard it to. I pulled out a gun from my pocket. "Someone's outside."

Ashley
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I walked around the town with the black robe on me with the hoodie above my head to see that this place is so dark and cloudy. I also look around to see so many people fighting for useless junk. Is that guy fighting for a bag of one hundred car stickers? What is wrong with this world!? "Sigh Guys don't know what to fight for." From not so far away I see a big bag of Hot chetoes. I ran towards it and grabbed one end and a guy with a scar over his eye grabbed the other. "Hey! I saw these chips first you little rat!" My eyes went wide open. "Rat!? Sir I'm hungry." He had an angry look on his face. "If you want the chips you got to fight me for them!" What? "Fight!? No sir, I'm sorry I'm just super hungry." He drops the bag of chips. "Let the fight begin!" Oh no! He brought out his knife and I ran for my life taking the bag of chips. Chasing me from behind I didn't know what to do or where I'm going. I some how got ahead of him and he passed by me when I hid behind a building. "Where are you!" Oh God! I ran another direction and heard his voice coming closer to me, but right in front of me was a barbed wire fence. I then knew that this was it. I leaned against the fence to make the guy get me here, but I then fell through the hole in the fence. Oh? Running past the plants in the way I then stood still... his stomping became more quite as he walked away thinking I'm not there. "Sigh That was close." I was so scared I was about to cry. I walk further past the plants and saw an old abandon house right there. I put the hood down my head and walked towards it. "This is great! I can stay here!" Walking towards the house I stoped and pushed the door just a little to see that the door is open Creak! Oops that was kinda loud. Next thing I know there is a guy with a gun pointing it at my chest. What the heck!? "What are you doing here punk?"