For as long as I can remember

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He has always been such a weird kid . But that's the one thing I liked about him. He wanted to get away from Holmes chapel such as small town. and he would disappear a lot but I'm not talking about like that "paper town" kind of stuff. Each time he would leave he would say he was staying with his dad. Truly in my heart I knew he was different and that he was made for greatness. Id follow him anywhere to me he was a god .
Or as I called him the runaway child.
It all happened when I was 11. One day Harry came running towards me while I was in the middle of playing a game of football (soccer) with the kids on my street.
"Jules I need to borrow your bike" he said panting. His face was red and he was sweating. I hear a police signal go off .
"Shoot I got to go !" he said jumping on my back and basically stealing it from me. He peddled away fast.

As soon as he was gone the police caught up and stop us for questioning. I had to lie and act like I never seen Him, running so fast like that . Like he was trying to get away from something from someone

I walk up to the two police to tap on on the shoulder .
"Excuse me mr. but what did that kid do?"
He turns to face me he laughs at my short size compared to his size.
"Has your mom ever told you to stay in a child's place ." he laughs as he grabs my cheek. Getting the powder from his donut on my cheek I wipe it out with a look of disgust .
"Well since you must he stole materials from the soup kitchen".
I looked around as if that was going help him reappear . I ran home and just nearly made it by 5.

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