i'm not going to hurt you

1.

Walking down the street at night, many people would say it's dangerous, but it doesn't scared to me, nothing bad has ever happened to me.

The street was silent, until I heard a noise

I turned around scared, and i saw the silhouette of a child hiding behind a shrub

Why is a child alone on the street at this time?

I approached the bush and knelt down to look less intimidating " I know you're there" No answear "Do you want to come out?

"You're a bit quiet"

"Look, I'll walk away a little, you come out and tell me your name, what do you think? "I suggested and took a few steps back. "Ok, I wait you here"

After a few seconds he showed his head, I couldn't see his face, since he was wearing a scarf that covered his face and the hood of his coat.

"Oh, I can't see your face" I tilted my head "Do you want to take that off?" I asked and he shooked his head "Do you want to tell me your name?" He went back to hiding in the shrub.

He stuck his head out again, I smiled at him and bowed my head again. “Will you tell me your name now?” He had a notebook in his hands, which he dragged across the floor until touched one of my shoes.

I take the notebook with confusion

"My name is Noah."

«That name could be for a boy and a girl»

"That's a beautiful name"I smiled at him "Nice to meet you Noah, I'm Naomi" I dragged the notebook "Are you going to get that out of your face?" he shook his head and started writing. He handed me the notebook again.

"Are you going to hurt me?"

« why does this child think I can hurt him?»

"I'm not going to hurt you" I approached him and he stepped back scared, I immediately walked away "i promise" he looked at me for a few seconds.

He took off his hood revealing not so long hair, wet and dirty, he unwrapped the scarf from his face showing a girl, she had a scar on her eye and a few bruises.

"Oh ..." That's the only thing I could say about how amazed I was "So you're a girl" She nodded "Can I come closer?" I asked so as not to scare her, she nodded timidly.

I approached slowly, being face to face "You're really pretty" She smiled.
"Do you have someone who is taking care of you?" She shake her head "Do you want to go home with me" She denied again "I know it's rare but you can spend the night there and tomorrow we will go to the police station" I suggested

She wrote in her notebook and passed it to me

"Okay"

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new story👻👻👻👻

I don't think if I'll continue with Elizabeth Olsen's story.

Since it didn't have too much support, I hope this one does, and if not, fuck it

I wanted to write it

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