Chapter 1

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It's been two years now, from the time I was left alone on the streets.

I'm now 14, in ragged clothes and with my belly and stomach always growling. There was never enough food so I had to steal.

I did feel a little guilty of stealing, but there's no helping it. If I hadn't steal, I'm probably already dead from starvation.

There are several times I thought that staying at the foster house was probably better than the state I am in now.

As I was sitting by a tree, a shouting from the crowd interrupted my thoughts.

"They're back!" Someone shouted.

"Who's back?" I thought in my head.

"Oohh it seems like a success!" Someone else shouted.

"Probably killed some fine titans." Another person half-shouted.

I looked over to the crowd, I saw the Survey Corps, I think that's what it's called, walking in through the wall.

Some of the people had minor injuries or just scratches.

But I didn't really care.

I walked up to the crowd and pushed my way up front. The view was pretty amazing, seeing all these tall horses walk past you. It was my first time being so close up to something so huge.

I looked around at everyone's expressions, they were all smiles. The people here were mainly all middle-aged men and women.

But across me were three kids about my age. Two boys and one girl.

The girl was the same height as one of the boys, she had black-raven hair that has a length all the way to her chin. Her eyes were grey-ish black. She had a red scarf around her neck.

The boy had a slight-ish short dark brown hair. He had emerald green eyes.

The other boy was shorter, maybe a few inches taller than me. He had long blond hair with the length to his chin, maybe a little shorter. And his eyes were light blue.

They're probably friends since there childhood.

I envy them a little, they have each other. They're friends with each other, they have a person that they can rely on. But I...don't have one.

I averted my stare to the ground, when the boy with brown hair spotted me staring at them.

I didn't like people staring at me. I hate people spotting me, it sends a chill through me.

A breeze of uneasiness brushed through me. I continued to stare at the ground as I tried to calm myself down. What was causing this uneasiness?

I don't think it's that brown hair boy, then what is it?

I bravely looked up straight to see the thing in front of me, just to find the boy still staring at me.

I quickly looked back down at the ground in a second. I feel so embarrassed.

All these years, no one really looked at me. It was like I'm invisible, I never liked them looking at me anyway. So I avoided contacts with people as much as possible.

And now, I'm not good with doing any kinds of contacts, even small ones with people.

I've developed a fear of people inside me.

My uneasiness started to increase in power as my heart beat starts to pickup.

*heavy breathing*

I could feel something coming. As my heart starts to beat harder and faster, I looked up.

It was like a flash. A quick one, as it played through my eyes into my brain.

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