I ran and ran until my feet couldn't take no more I'm not sure where I'm going but I could care less
it is currently night time , so I decided that I would rest somewhere until morning
My stomach started to growl so I kept walking until I came across a McDonalds and , they where still open. I walked in
"May I take your order" the lady at the Register asked
"Can I have a McChicken and a fry " I asked
"Umm sure that will be 3.45$ " she said looking at me weirdly
I handed her a 5 she gave me my Change and handed me my food
I sat down by myself and ate quietly. Thinking of my next move.
i had to get to get out of here i thought
maybe i could go to my grandmothers house but thats all the way in New Orleans i think thats what mommy said we were from
getting lost in my thoughts
I felt a pair of eyes on me
I looked up and met eyes with a group of boys staring directly at me I shifted uncomfortably in my seat wondering what they were looking at , I shook it off and finished eating my food because currently i was starving
I finished my food and threw it away i grabbed my bag and was leaving out the door .
the group of boys was still there, their eyes following every step I made
I was saying silent prayers as i walked out the door , i went in the opposite direction with my head down
"Aye!" One of the boys called out i ignored him and kept walking
"Aye" he called again
"What" I said shakily he started walking towards me and I got nervous I took two steps back he took two steps forward , making sure my bag was on tight I turned around and took off
hearing steps behind me i sped up . the foot steps was getting louder so i turned down an alley remembering a short cut through here.
I kept running but they where catching up I hopped on a fence attempted to climb and hop over
But I was jurked back by my book bag I hit the ground with a loud thud ,
I felt a sharp pain in my hand I looked down to see the fresh blood seeping out the deep cut
"I've been looking for you" one boy spoke up
He looked no older than 20 he had on all black and his hair was in a low fade
"Why?" I said in pain from the cut I had gotten
"Well there is a hit out on your head for 1 million dollars to return you, Dead or Alive preferably alive though" the boy spoke nonchalantly with a smug look on his face
I grew nervous and curious why would anyone want to kill me I'm only 10 I haven't done anything wrong
"A hit ? Dead or alive? Why would someone want to do that" I asked sadly
"I don't know actually I don't really give a fuck either I just have strict orders to bring you to my boss , I don't know what he wants with you , but he does and he is going through hell to make sure you are found , but to be honest i dont know what you could have done because you look like you still watch nick Jr. And shit " he spoke with a shrug of his shoulders and his friends chuckled
I started to panic , what if his boss is the same guy who killed my mom? What does he want with me? Why did he kill my mom? what have i done to get my self in this situation ? i questioned myself
