Chapter 1

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    I woke up this morning about to start my boring old tradition of stealing things for a living. Thats what a scavenger does right. Any way I got my old raggy clothes on and my mask . I hated doing this. I felt jealous seeing children with thier families being loved. That was something I didn't have. I don’t think I'll ever get that. The day went the way always went. Stealing something and getting caught for stealing by the police. I actually never get arested . I wish I will one day so I can just stop this hell.

The next day I saw a 14 year old girl who looked really upset. Is she okay. I went up to her. She sat down on a bench listening to music. Until someone pushed her off the bench "Get off weirdo!! I sit here. Get it right." She yelled at her . I had to do some thing. She started to cry walking away. I walked up to her and asked if she was ok "Who are you??" She said wiping her tears and holding her hand like a gun. Her Eyes were beaming electric blue. It was nothing like I have seen before. "My name is Carter. I saw what happened." I told her. "Wait youre that scavenger. What are you going to do?? Steal from me?? I'm not afraid to shoot you!" She starting trembling. "Wait! I won't do anything to you. I just want to help you." I told her.






( Well this is my first original story I hope you like it)

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