The chase

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I looked into the mirror again. My stomach was extreme flat. Almost like all those Victoria's Secret Model bodies. But it did come with an extreme cost. I literally had no food to eat.

Had no idea when my next meal would be. Had no idea how I was gonna pay rent for next month.

Suddenly there was a knock on my door.

I quickly put on a shirt and slowly looked through the door hole. For the past two years I had grown to be extreme cautious because of scammers constantly scamming me or muggers forcefully entering and mugging me.

It was my landlord standing there.

I opened up door for him. "Yes Mr Roberts?"

"Uh. Kid you need to evacuate by tomorrow."

"What?! Why?"

"I'm selling off this property." He replied with a pitiful face. "I'm sorry kid. I have no choice. Just get ready to leave ok?"

I nodded in reply and closed the moth eaten door slowly.

Maybe it was for better. Maybe I would somehow find a stable job and house one day instead of moving here and there.

Whatever it was I was free from her and her abusiveness. I didn't have to wait for another anger wave or another bruising on my legs or shoulders or back. I wasn't tied down on expectations.

I tied my hair and got ready for work at the mall.

"I don't want this!" A toddler threw the chocolate he initially wanted.

"Honey. I just wanted to know. Where's your mom?" I asked politely while coming down to his height.

He threw one of the block toys right at my eye.

It hurt bad. I felt like it made a black eye. Still then I was trying to make things better for him as he started crying again and throwing tantrums.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY CHILD?" The mom came running and picked him up.

"Please. I was just trying to help. He seemed lost."

"I want to speak to your manager." She said commandingly.

"Again I was trying to help."

"I know people like you. All you Asian ones kidnap white kids and sell them. I know you too well."

I stared at her blankly and laughed at her. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Don't you lie to me! You were gonna assault my son and kidnap him."

"Ma'am. There's a huge misunderstanding."

"YOU WERE GIVING CANDY TO MY SON!"

"He wasn't going to tell where you were and stop throwing tantrums unless I gave him candy first."

"I NEED THE MANAGER HERE!"

My boss came running. "I'm sorry, is there a problem?" He asked politely as he was throwing daggers with his eyes on me.