Something's chasing after me, I don't think its a dog, but a human... A woman even! I keep running and running until, they get me... Something grabs my shoulder, it pulls me back and spins me around so I am face to face with this son of a burglar...
Wait, this... Isn't a burglar... I don't think. Its a young girl.
My age even? "Hello, Sorry if I scared you back there, my name is Ella." Amanda. I whisper back in shock.
"I.. Am homeless too," she said sadly.
What! How...
"Oh sorry! Im not implying that you are.. Just a lot of people die from cancer these years and I thought you were, homeless"
I am homeless... I whisper back disappointedly
"Oh... Huh, sorry again!"
Its nothing... I'm used to being hated and ignored.
(So much conversation!! Sorry!!!)
"Hey... Uh. Can we be friends? I know a joint were they throw out all the food they don't sell! We just gotta hide there! And I also have a little broken tent as my home..."
Sure thing! Well... Do you have anything on you that can tell the time like a watch?? Or you know a tower or something?
"Of course!! There's a tower down there that can tell the time! Accept I don't know the time. Or how to read or write..."
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Depression Of A 10 Year Old Girl
RandomI, am Amanda snow. I am homeless. My parents died of cancer. I am on the streets of Tasmania, Searching through bins, Eating rotten food and drinking salt water. Until everything changed. Write in the comments if you want book two. If I get 5 or m...
