Chapter 3
I stared at the morning sun. And had to wonder what was I doing her, what was I doing. I had no family left no one even know I exist how could I even find a reason to live. But that's when I heard a rustle in the on the other side of me. I turned around fast, and fast enough to see a man reaching into my bag and grabbing my piece of bread that I stole from a baker.
"How are ya, got good ears if you could here me."
I studied this man a bow and arrows he was also very sly reminded me of a fox And not just because his hair was red, And nearly as bright as the sun.
"What are you doing!?"I cried "That is my food!"
He looked at me with eyes that are green and grinned.
"Why I'm just helping you, From the police man that always are looking for some new orphans.
I twitched Nearly Losing my cool.
"I worked hard for those pieces of bread!"
I snapped at him remembering how i got through the last cruel 8 months. By being tough and not scared of anything not even if the guy was also some kind of secret cop under cover to round up the lost orphans I would never give away my food.
"Give That back!" I shouted
Hoping I sounded more fierst than most orphans of my age.
"Oh,how did you get the bread." He asked
I staggered should I tell him I stole this or is he trying to trick me.
"I... I borrowed it from a neighbour."
He looked at me as if he knew the truth and I'm sure he still here just to plain annoy me
"Oh really." He asked "so you aren't the brat that is stealing from basically every shop there is in this town."
I twitched again and I ran to my emergency pack near my twig house and pulled out a dagger I stole. I liked it not because it's pretty but because it's end curved into a hook, equalling extremely strong pain.
"WOW, no need to get defensive!" He shouted.
"I don't like you, so give me back my stinkin bread!" I shouted back.
he smiled and calmed down and he's smile now turned into a demon smile.
"Did you notice." He said evilly
I did, there were more people around me but not on the ground they were in the trees. I took no notice except the one I'm sure had a gun and aligned it to my head.
"No" I replied
He laughed
"No, I know your good. What's your name?"
I waited, if he was going to kill me I wanted to make sure he didn't know my name
"So that gun is still going to point at me?" I asked
Pointing at were i heard the gun filling itself with bullets. He seemed surprised
"What gun?"
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