The Runaway

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Maxine's P.O.V

I've never had much family. Even the small memories of my family are blurred. All I remember is, I hate them. Every single one.

I ran away when I was 15, that was 4 years ago. Ever since, I've never had a home. I keep to myself for most part. I always keep moving. I stay in hotels and local rooms (places meant for homeless people to stay the night). I find ways to make money. And I can support myself. I'm out for most the day and night. Leaving me no more than 4 hours of sleep every night.

But Tonight is a special night. By midnight everyone is at home, probably in bed. My favorite place in the city is the rooftop of this old parking garage. It's really tall and it's kinda been forgotten, everything else in the city is modern. On this rooftop you can see the stars, better than you could see them anywhere else. I go here once a month. At one point I actually lived up there. I slept up there every night and in the mid days I was hidden. But that's not the point. There's a trail I take to get to the building. It's pretty hidden, you would have to know how to get to the trail to get to the back of the building. It's all the way on the edge of the city. Nobody goes this far out of the city.

I'll admit I don't realy know what the building is. I've only stayed on the connected parking garage.

The trails are silent. I can hear the insects and my own breathing. That's about it. But suddenly the silence is broken, and I can hear a separate pair of footsteps behind me. I speed up not turning to look. If I look there's a chance I might have to explain, or something bad could happen. The footsteps get louder and closer. I still don't turn. Then.....
Everything....
Goes.....
Dark......