Backpack pounding against my back. Inside is what seems like an endless supply of food and water. Another bag, placed on top of that, full of my clothing. My phone charger and a portable outlet. Then the third bag. My magic book, blanket, and of course, (Important, small, valuable item A.K.A (I/S/V) Example: Stuffed Bear.) All three bags piled against on my back. I would carry them, but the pain in my hands in unbearable.
I couldn't tell if I hated the pain, or was thankful for it. The stinging of the wounds would burn so bad, I would forget that I'm never going to see my home again. I've started missing the simplest things about my room. Even the feel of the walls was a memory to cry over.
I had to stop thinking that. The circus will be my home.
I pulled set my bags down against a bricked wall on the corner of a small shop. I pulled my phone out of one of the bags and checked the percentage. It was still almost fully charged, thanks to me for charging it before leaving. I went to my browser history and clicked one of the links saved there.
http://pixelhub.me/therealwolfcircus
(GO TO THE WEBSITE. IT WAS MADE BY ME AND WILL ME MENTIONED AGAIN IN THIS STORY. THE WEBSITE IS VERY IMPORTANT! SHOULD WORK ON MOBILE, TYPE IT IN OR MESSAGE ME IF THE LINK DOES NOT WORK.)
I looked at my arm and saw where the black marker had stained my skin. It was a general area of where I need to go. I let out a heavy sigh and bookmarked the site. I went back to the home screen and turned my phone off. I had the vibrate on. I had blocked all the phone numbers that could anyway connect to my family and turned off the unimportant apps I didn't need to waste my battery on.
I shoved it into my back pocket and pulled my bags back onto my back. I made sure my arm was visible as I walked down the streets. It was dark, but the small number of street lights helped me see my arm.
I closed my eyes and headed for the town over. This may be a while.
A/N
You have to go to the website to follow along with the story. The website will be updated with the story and very important to look over and check on. It will have information about the characters that are true and things added in by me to fit into the story, also, sorry for the short chapter. I had to spend most of my time creating the site.
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