the angel; fillie .

the alley.

i went home that evening and i was relieved. the temperature had noticeably dropped since that afternoon but it felt nice. when i got to the junkyard, sadie was riding around on jacks bike while jack watched her enjoy herself.
jack got up and greeted me,"i walked sadie to her interview and she got it! she starts tomorrow!"
i smiled,"what a relief, we got two out of four working."
and then it hit me, how will i see millie if i have to stay with jack?
i became sad but i faked happiness. i went over to sadie and hugged her with congratulations.

joe came home early today around 7:30. we hadn't eaten dinner because we thought it was one of those nights but joe brought us home a roasted chicken,"they were gonna throw it out so i took it." he explained while all of our faces lit up. i had already eaten at millie's house but more food was amazing.
after we devoured the entire chicken, the four of us laid in the grass silently. it was starting to become a little chilly so we headed for our cars a little earlier than before. but i just couldn't sleep. i took the bomber jacket, threw in on me, found a flashlight, grabbed my brown tote bag; then walked out of the junkyard. i was on the hunt for more treasures. i don't know what it was, but recently i had loved collecting stupid things that were on the ground.
on my walk, i discovered two hair ties, a shoelace, three quarters, and four one dollar bills. then i realized i should probably go to millie's house to tell her that there's a possibility i wouldn't be able to go to her house tomorrow. so i walked the whole way there. during that walk i found an ankle bracelet, a pen, and a five dollar bill.
i rang the doorbell and hid so if her dad answered. but he didn't, it was sweet millie. i popped up and scared her nearly to death,"sorry, mills!"
she rubbed her eyes,"what're you doing here?"
i explained myself and she was fine with it, but noticeably, we were both kind of sad about it. she shut the door and i started my walk home. it was dreadful from there on out, tiredness had finally hit me. it had been a long day of going back and forth, so i decided to sleep against a brick wall in a dark alley way right inside the city. the rest of the night was a blur.

i woke up at 6:34, at least that was the time i started running. two men were chasing me down the street, eager to look inside my bag. unfortunately, they caught me, i yelled at them,"i have no money, i'm homeless!" i repeated that for what seemed like minutes while one of the men beat my face, chest, and stomach. the one man searching my bag told him to stop and said,"he really has nothing, only some bolts and a garbage piece of jewelry."
the man who was punching me, threw me down on the ground and then threw my bag as hard as he could at my stomach. the men walked away and i was left on the sidewalk, unable to stand up.
two minutes passed and i finally tried to get up, i was successful and walked home with pain in every move i made. my face was throbbing, i didn't even wanna take out the broken mirror to see how badly my face was bruised. the only good thing out of that is that the money i found was hidden in a small zipper pocket in the very back of my tote bag along with the diamond ring.
and then i saw someone familiar. it was joe, headed to another day at work. before i could hide he shouted my name while running towards me,"my god, what happened, finn? i had jack stay home to wait for you to come back."
i started to cry uncontrollably, joe had never seen me like this,"i couldn't be tough," i told him,"i couldn't be like you when there were two men chasing me."
he pulled me in for a hug,"you scared me, finn. you can't stay out all night like that ever again, you hear me?"
i tried to stop crying but i certainly couldn't,"they didn't find the money i found, so i still have all the money i collected. a total of 6.75."
joe smiled,"you go, finn! why don't you walk with me to work so i can supply you with some bandaids, you're forehead is bleeding pretty bad."
i don't think joe noticed, but i had my jacket from millie on. i walked behind him so i had the time to take it off and shove it in my bag, it barely fit but it was better than joe seeing it.

when we got to his work, he bandaged me up and got me some ice from the lounge for my black eye and sent me home. it was only 7:46 when i started walking but it was 8:02 when i arrived back at the junkyard.