Survival

Survival: Chapter Five

• Chapter Five: •

I walk in to the store with a face of a hungry dumbass. I was destined to get caught, unlucky me. Probably the saliva water-falling from my jaw triggered the idea that I was hungry, and I wanted something to devour.

The store was empty. Only the guy in cash register and me were the only ones in the room.

Great, couldn't go any F-ing better.

First, I went to the bathroom and washed the dirt and sweat out of my face. My light brown hair had turn dirt brown from dirt and sweat. My face was shallow. The only emotion my face spoked was, "I'm fucking hungry. Feed me!"

My blues eyes were literally close to changing colors from the lack of water.

I turned on the water from the sink, and I was almost bathing in the sink, I even started to drink the water. It tasted so delicious. Each drop was like heaven in water form. Each gulp I took revived my body.

Then, I took as much as toilet paper as could in order to make another sweater out of it, or a sheet to when I'm sleeping on my box tonight.

I got out of the Shit Room, and I started to walk through all the aisles. I got some chips, crackers and some other unhealthy snacks and put them inside my jacket. Then to the drinks. One small Coke.

Deep down I had a feeling I was going to get caught, but I was still willing to risk-it-to-get-the-biscuit or in this situation: Takis, fat cakes, and a Coke.

And this is when a miracle walked in. A young, beautiful girl steps through the door. With straight brown hair, illuminating dark brown eyes, and a body of a goddess. Each stride she took made my heart beat faster than lightning.

To me, she just looks like another girl who probably thinks I'm a loser, like everyone else.

But what I didn't know is that this girl was going to be my savior in five to six minutes.