Chapter eighteen-Brad's POV

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It must have rained overnight because the clothes I was wearing were a little wet. I couldn't continue living on the streets but I didn't want to go back to the school or the ninja. My fear of having to talk to Lloyd after everything that happened was too big, same for my friends at school.  I lied about so many things. I ran away twice. Pathetic. I sat down in the sun in front of a little bakery in a tiny street, nobody was here except for me and an old lady sitting in front of her door. Suddenly I heard the bakery door open and somebody said:"Excuse me young uh- person". "Oh, am I not allowed to sit here. I'll just get up", I said. I got up. "Oh no young man, it's fine! Why don't you come inside?", the bakery lady said. "I don't have any money with me", I replied. She smiled at me warmly and gently pushed me inside. "Here, have this sandwich, just don't tell me husband!". I smiled. "Thank you so, so much". She waved. "Have a wonderful day sweetheart!".
I left the bakery. While I was walking down the street I passed the old lady sitting in front of her house. It was a little weird, but she was probably just one of those people who just sit there and judge. I smiled at her and to my surprise she smiled back. I finished my sandwich and threw the paper that it was wrapped in into the nearest trash can. Atleast I wasn't going to starve to death.

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