No Lies

Chapter 2

I sat there as i was stared at from these so called people and i wondered, if was going to make it out alive. The chief said "So kid want to join the hot shots like us". I looked at him like i was just ate bad ramen and then i said "If your calling yourselves "hot shots" wouldn't you be, oh i don't know, getting calls from people getting mugged." The chief processed to cry like a school and girl and begged for me to stay and that i was so useful to them. At first i was blushing because i was known for being there savior and then i felt mad because these should hard working people and yet there keeping a spider family in there walls. I nodded my head signaling yes and then they started to charge after me like i was almost dead but then they would drain all my blood out. The chief was giving me the whole tour of the station and i haven't seen so many bugs and ants going about finding food where they could just hunt down the people themselves, i mean they don't even have anything to eat during lunch, they have more skins then bones. He showed me my office and holy moaly, they had is cleaned to the brim (but not the ants....) I sat down to find chocolate pudding on the my perfect pair of jeans and it feels like if you pooped in your pants and you had to sit down because of the teacher. So i tried to walk away from all these people but they just came up to me one by one because they wanted to know me and what i did for living. I just told them i was going somewhere for lunch, most of them didn't eat for a while and so they went up to be for food but i was going to put on some new fresh pants. So i just ran down the stairs and started my car because i knew whatever i said i would just yell out loud "I POOPED MY PANTS AND ITS SO COLDD!!!!!!!!".

 That i didn't want to happen, i have to keep myself from becoming the office clown then i would lose my job. I'd rather not lose my job, the last police station i went to they just looked at and just said" Get out, i don't know you and you look like your not going to do well". For reason why i don't have a car, i go to the bus and let me tell you, there are more times where i see people who want something out of me to trying to rob nothing out of me. When i ride by the highway, i find a person who just stares at me like if i was his son. I wave to him and he just still stands there. I just ride away because I'd rather not deal with him. But something strange is about him.........................