I felt someone kick me. "Get up" I rubbed my eyes and I let my eyes adjust to the morning sunshine peering through the trees "Who are you?" I asked while I got my hand ready to pull my knife out "I'm Brendan, 12, I'm a runaway too" "Wait- how did you know-" "Well what kid is out in the woods with a child and a baby?" "Mhhhh you got a point" "So what your name?" "...Jadith, 12, You already know that I'm a runaway" We shook hands. "Who are these two adorable girls" "Oh, the baby is Judith and the older one is Amber" I said "How old are they?" "Judith is 18 months and Amber is 6 years old, why?" his expression changed "Well I have to protect them" I crossed my arms at him "What do you mean by that" "Well that is my platform I made and your stuff is up there, so are we a team?" I hesitated am I really going to trust him? "Sure..Don't make me regret my decision" he nodded "So are we going to go up on our platform?" I sighed and got laid Amber's head down on the ground and tucked Judith into to her blanket, I grabbed her bear. "So" "So?" "...Why do you care so much about Judith and Amber? We just met" "Well" his eyes locked at me seriously and he looked down "My mother....She was an only mother and taking care of two kids....My sister and I...she was five and I was eight at the time......My mother was working two jobs...my sister is-" I could tell that his eyes were tearing up because he wiped his eyes, he must think crying is weak...Like me. "-Was a sleepwalker and she walked outside, and in the morning I didn't see her in her bed....After the police investigated and told my mother in the kitchen I heard her crying while I was on the stairs.....My mother went mental....."H-how?" I asked hesitantly. It took him a moment for him to answer. "...W-well..S-she took my sisters toddler Disney doll, treated it like her and called her- " He had his hands up to his mouth crying "H-Hey! You don't need to finish telling me!" I put my hand on his shoulder. He looked at me crying, I felt so bad for him..I mean I didn't even go through that, My parents died in a car crash when I was three, But his mother went crazy! I took a rag out from my backpack and wiped his tears away. He moved closer to me, Normally I would have got up but.. I don't know I felt really bad for him, Heh..He looks so tough but he is just a little softy inside. "I-It's n-noon by the looks of it" He laid his head on my shoulder and eventually fell asleep right then and there, Soon enough I fell asleep. Maybe an hour later I woke up to a baby crying, I laid Brendan's head on the ground and jolted up. When I grabbed Judith I faced back where Brendan and I was, I saw Amber snuggled up next to him and she put her little blanket around him and herself. Brendan woke up and started to get up when I pointed next to him and he blushed. "So much for being a tough guy, huh" I giggled "Haha, How do I get her off of me without waking her?" he asked "Well simply lift her head and lay it gently on the ground" He nodded, As soon as he tried Amber woke up
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Ficção AdolescenteJadith was in foster care, Brendan was an orphan on the streets when his mother passed. Will these two kids meet?