How did I get here? (A Star Wars rebels fan fiction)

A fork in my path

Ezra walked out of the probably now condemned restaurant. He didn't have a clue what he did wrong, of course he didn't for he didn't have a clue on practically anything! He slowly walked into an ally between houses and apartments. Suddenly he saw a woman looking about in her early 40s walk out of a shorter less roomier house.

"This is no place for an alone kid!" She said pointing. "There are many dangerous people!" She said slicking back her brown hair. Then she looked at his busted up leg, ratty cloths and his painful black eye. "I know this is weird but are you a street child?" She said putting her hand on his head. "I have no family I know of...." Ezra said looking at his torn shoes.

"Come in stay for a while!" She said opening the door. Ezra felt like the conscience guys were in such a big argument that they were tearing his brain into shreds. "Well umm..... I uhh." Ezra said scratching his chin. "I hope you can talk at least better than that." She said crossing her arms. "Ok at least for a little...." Ezra said walking inside.

as he sat in a wooden chair he thought about the mysterious people and creatures he saw in his little brain image as he called it. The woman said down and coughed a little bit. "Well my name is Debby Vanaly!" She said holding out her hand. Ezra thought for a moment hesitated but then shook her hand. She looked deeply in his now brown eyes. "I think you have lost something truly you need...." She said putting her hands together. "Whaa... What do you mean?" Ezra said tilting his head.

"That explains my point..." She said as her smile dropped a small bit.