I must be carefull. The door draws near. I got out successfully and my uncle still sleeping. Ok,where would I go?
Of course my dreams! They're calling me. I must walk forward ahead. Cold. I must find food yes I've found foodcarts but the problem is-money. Food is only for eyes feasting to watch if money is not in your hand. I'm getting sleepy and hungry.
I must walk ahead-
I'm currently at a enclosed street between two buildings. It's narrow,like my dull ideas-pointless no value.
In this rate,I mus get going. Hunt food then sleep but I must sleep no money. No money,no food.
My body starts to fall and my eyes are heavy wanted to shut and my ears are going to deaf. Am I dreaming? Yeah I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming of a house full of money-rich! With money I can earn power.
(still dreaming about being rich)
(police siren rang loud)
What?! Police?! This kind of hour?! Are they finding me? Do I need to hide? No. I must........RUN!
Escaping again rapidly. My heart beats so fast. The police is still ongoing. Im tired. They are still inbound. How can I escape,evade them? Do I need to run all of my life? I am a criminal or what?
I'm just a teen-ager fullfilled with dreams.
What I am?
Who am I?
Who?
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Lost Command
Teen FictionThis I've got the story is just I read a documentary then I've got kind of idea. This is about how some places in the world didn't follow juvenile justice and following child abuse. Now I wanted that t people must be awakened and the government to s...
