Alone....?(ON HOLD AT THE MO)

The Alleyway

As I walked down the alleyway I thought I was alone, but oh boy how I was wrong . Once again I heard a noise behind me, I quickly around to see a shadow hide into the darkness. I started to walk, like I saw nothing to distract the follower . When I was sure that the stalker was near me, I ran like my life depended on it. Which it most probably did.

Finally I was out of the menacing alleyway. Looking for somewhere to hide , I quickly spotted a parked car and hid behind it. Watching the narrow pathway of doom I had just ran out of, I saw a man around his early twenty. He was clearly good looking , blonde hair and baby blue eyes. Out of nowhere a young women had appeared next to the man. She was a very pretty women, with hazel coloured eyes and bright red hair. She was most defiantly in her early twenty's. "SHIT! We lost her . How could you lose her." The women shouted.

Few passers by turned their heads around in curiosity. "Shhhhhh. Not so loud. I never knew a 15 year old girl could run like that." The man said looking worried,

"We're in deep trouble with the boss now. I can hear their reaction right now, 'You did what?! You lost Anna! How the hell did you do that? You bloody pair of fools! YOUR FIRED!!! ' And its all your fault!" The women said while holding her head .

"Go on then, go find her. Our jobs depend on that little brat. Honestly Donald, I dunno what you'd do without me."

The man Donald looked at the parked car I was hiding behind. Instantly I pulled my head back. To help my self pass time I started to think about what kind of name Donald was and for some reason why it reminded me of a duck. Waiting a minute or two, I popped my head forward, only to see the man was gone. All of a sudden someone tapped me. My heart skipped a beat . Oh please, please God don't be him. Please don't be him." I begged.

It seemed like God had answered my prayers.

"Oi! What do you think your doing !"The man bellowed.

"I...uh...uh...I...I..was...h...hiding." I stuttered out of fright.

"Look at ya. Ya filthy bag. Get out of here before call the police !"He threatened.

I ran as fast as my legs could take me. When I had ran out of breath, I looked around at new surroundings, I was leaning against a shop called 'New York's News Agent.' So, my first clue about where I was. I'm in New York. Was I born here? If yes, how could I find my parents? No then, how did I get here? At least I found something about myself ; my name is Anna and I am 15 years old girl who can apparently run fast for her age. Now I needed to find a shelter, some food and water.

Where could I go? Who do I go to....?