•Storm's POV•
The rain pouring down from the night sky, thunder roar, and lightning flashed. I was walking around town trying to find food. So far no luck. I was in a brown sweater, dark brown leggings, and black socks. They were soaked.
I'm Storm Lucky Parker. I have brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, light skinned, and 3'3 is my height. I have freckles around my cheek bones, across my high nose and a mole under my right nostril. I'm also four years old. Yep I'm a four year girl walking in the big city of LA. Well yeah it's because I'm looking for food. My dad doesn't feed so I go looking.
His name is Cory Jacob Parker. He's 6'1, tattoos, muscles, black hair, blue eyes, and light skinned. My dad wasn't always like this, when my mom and dad started to fight and left him, hell began for me.
I didn't even realize I was deep in my thoughts while I was in front of a door. It was white, squares carved into and a golden door knob. I heard a growl knowing it was stomach. I hesitated for a moment thinking if I should ring the door or go dumpster diving. Finally I made my decision. I got on my tippy toes, reached my hand out, and pressed the door bell.
•Myles POV•
ding dong!
I heard through out the house. I was in the kitchen fixing me chicken tacos.
"Kalin can you get that!?" I yelled.
"I'm kind of busy beating Cam." He yelled. Him and Cam were playing 2k. Warriors against Lakers.
The door bell rang again, I put down the hot sauce on the counter and walked to the door. I opened it and saw no one. Just rain and streets almost flooded.
I was about to close the door when I felt a tug on my pants. I looked down and saw a little girl. She looked beaten up, worn out, it killed me to see her like that.
I squat to her level and said, "hi there, where did you come from?" She pointed towards the city. Which was far. How was she able to walk her little legs down here? I heard a growling noise, I stood up quickly. She pointed towards her stomach signaling she was hungry.
"You're hungry?" I asked softly.
She nodded her head really fast. I went back inside to heat up two hot dogs and put them in buns. I went back outside to give them to her. Once she grabbed them she ran away. I watched as she ran back to the city in the pouring rain. The only thing running through my mind was 'who is she?'
•Storm's POV•
I got to my messy apartment and immediately eat the hot dogs. They smelled and tasted so good. I felt my eye lids slowly close but I quickly opened them up again. I went to my bed, grabbing my scruffy old bunny and tucking myself into bed. I was about to let sleep take over me until my bedroom door burst opened.
"So you think you can leave this apartment without me knowing!!?" My dad said yelled.
He push me off the bed making my arm hit the wooden floor. I burst into tears because it hurt so bad. I think I heard a bone pop or somethings.
"SHUT UP!!" He yelled.
I got quiet and he left my room. I pushed myself up with my other arm, I got in bed again, holding on my mom's scruffy old bunny and cried myself to sleep.
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FanfictionStorm is a four year girl who lives with an abusive dad. He doesn't feed her, he leaves her at home to go get drunk or laid. Her mom left her dad. She made a mistake of leaving storm behind but she had to get away. One night Storm did her daily rou...