I shut the front door after i exited the house, and started walking around the city, trying to find a place where it's safe enough to sleep. Hours passed and i couldn't find anywhere... Melissa lived in another city, and I'm not willing to walk down there right now. I can't call anyone, since my phone is out of battery. I settle in at the small park near the engineering school, and I'd ask if i could stay there. While setting up a small bed on a bench, i heard a voice behind me
"Hey Alyssa!"
YOU ARE READING
Mistaken arts
Short StoryAlyssa Sabine, a female who's turning 18, composes music and wants to make it professionally. Faced with many obstacles, the support of her friends and brother keep her determined to make it
