The group of five traveled on for another month in the same direction. Then they realized there were foot prints following them. Who could be on their trail? Would the police really follow them that far? They hoped not. They decided to stop and swim in a lake one night. "I feel hopeless we haven't found any food and are all starving. We haven't eaten in two days and the temperature goes from freezing to burning up. This was the worst idea ever. If we don't find food today I will find a place with criminally insane people who will kill me. We're literally going to starve to death"Darkus said. "Darkus you stop it right now!Arica doesn't need this!"exclaimed Brookalyn. "There are trains near here I know that! We could hop on one and see where it takes us. Whereever it stops we call home" suggested Barrett. "Nooooooo" Trisky managed to say in a slurred voice. "Knowing our luck we'd end up back at white building. We can't risk that"Brookalyn said. Arica shrugged. "Maybe we should just go back. We atleast had a building to sleep in and bread to eat" Darkus said. "I don't wanna go back there" Barrett said. "We aren't going back there. I just hope those footprints don't belong to the police or something"Arica said. "We won't starve to death. Trust me we won't". Arica was trying to convinve herself that too.
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Greased Out
Teen FictionFive young people try escaping a horibble life of living in the slums and suffering abuse with the oldest being eighteen their journey isn't going to be an easy one. What if the cops find them? What if they never find what they're searching for? Fam...
