~Kurt's POV~
As you all know at the orphanage everyone bullies me for 10 fucking long years.
So here's the deal.
I PLANED TO RUN AWAY! I was tired of taking all the same crap every day.
Every day I was bullied, every day I was rejected, every day I layed on my bed crying 'till I fall asleep.
There was only one problem... I had no place to go.
Before I leave the orphanage I packed only the essential inside my backpack: 2 pairs of pants, some shirts, a pair of vans, some bread, a water bottle and my money.
I only had 50$.
I got out after dinner so I wouldn't have to spend any money or food on the first day.
After 1 week sleeping on a piece of cardboard I ran out is money and I couldn't buy anymore food.
The only way to get food now was to search inside the trash cans, but while I was looking for food another bunch on homeless guys like me showed up.
I was trying to reach a piece of bread at the bottom of the can but one of the other guys wanted it to, he picked up a knive he had on his pocket.
<K/Kurt H/homeless guy>
H:Hey kid that bread it's mine give it to me.
K:Hey calm down bro.
H:Shut up and give me the bread!
I ran away with the bread as fast as I could while the guy chased me with the knive, suddenly I bumped into someone but I kept running to escape the knive guy.
After a while I was finally safe.
~Manson's POV~
I decided to go for a little walk before the autograph session, when suddenly a boy that was being chased by a guy with a knive bumped against me and kept running.
<M/Manson H/homeless guy>
H:Hey you! Have you seen a teen running with a piece of bread around here ?
M: No, sorry dude.
