Chapter 1

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France (the main character) is up top, or side, depending on what your on.
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This world has changed.
And...
Not in a good way.
After a fight broke out with the government, everyone suddenly went crazy. There are many, MANY gangs; and this is how it works. The newest gangs usually start with drugs, then it goes to mafia's, then to the biggest gang of them all, The Black Spades. Sadly no one knows what they do, but people do know they can kill you faster than a bee can sting. They have two leaders, that are friends, and live in a huge house, hidden away in the overgrown woods.

Well I really havent told you who I am yet, so I'll tell you. My name is France, yeah, weird name, I know. But my ancestors were born and buried in France. Sadly my parents did not, they have moved to the US due to their families not wanting them to mary. But that was before they left me, after that stupid fucking fight.

I live on the streets, not that uncommon since its impossible to even run a house without money, and ofcourse, I hate the gangs, so I'm actually starving, and cold. Its winter, and it's been about 3 years since I lived in the streets of Minneapolis, Minnesota.

But I'll tell you more things about myself cause I'm chilling in a alleyway hidding from what the world calls soicitey.

My name is France Robert, I am 20 years old(if you started reading this already I accidently made a mistake on his age), and I'm a redhead. I have blue grey eyes, freckles, and a happy sassy attitude. Well I used too anyway. I love music, I can play the tenor saxophone and many string instruments.

My use-to-be-favorite rappers/singers/DJ-ers are Enimen, Marshmellow, Alan Walker, NF, Imagine Dragons, Alec Benjamin, and Ed Sheeran. Now I haven't heard them in the three years I have lived on the streets, but I still bring my ukulele everywhere I go, and yes, it's in a case, and I figured out ways to still keep care of it.

Snap.
I heard soming. My head snaps to the end of the alleyway that I'm in. There are a group of men smoking. I hate the smell of cigarettes, it just reminds me of how the world came to be. But I got up and grabbed my stuff quickly and quietly, and ran the fuck out of there. I ran till I reached a car with a dead dude, with a fresh bleeding bullet wound in the driver's head.

'That was proably why the group was near me, they wanted to take a fucking break.'
I ran towards my left,
'I need to find a hiding spot quickly, or I'm going to hell.'

I kept running towards my other hideout. But someone took hold of me and put a cloth over my face, I struggled to keep my eyes open, and kept fighting back. But soon my body went limp and my world goes black, not before I heard the voice say
"Found ya."


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I awoke in a dark room, I sat up rubbing my head due to a minor headache that formed. My eyes then adjusted to the light. It has stone walls, floor, and ceiling. There is just a single light, and a single door. I was laying on the floor so I tried standing, but I found out that my arms and legs are both chained to the wall. I was starting to have a panic attack. But I'll tell you a secret. I have a good singing voice, but I never showed anyone. But when I'm close to having a panic attack I sing a song out of my head, the song I'm singing is by Alec Benjamin. I love all of his songs, but the song "Must of Been the Wind," made me relax, so I started singing quietly to my self,

(A/N i know some may think singing dosnt help with panic attacks, I asked a friend of mine that have went to get help for this and they said anything that makes you comfortable, or distract you, works)

"I heard a glass shatter on the wall in the apartment above mine
At first I thought that I was dreamin'
But then I heard the voice of a girl
And it sounded like she'd been cryin'
Now I'm too worried to be sleepin'

So I took the elevator to the second floor
Walked down the hall and then I knocked upon her door
She opened up and I asked about the things I've been hearing

She said, "I think your ears are playing tricks on you"
Sweater zipped up to her chin
"Thanks for caring, sir, that's nice of you
But I have to go back in
Wish I could tell you about the noise
But I didn't hear a thing"
She said, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"
She said, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"

So I was layin' on the floor of my room
Cold concrete on my back
No, I just couldn't shake the feeling
I didn't want to intrude 'cause I knew that I didn't have all the facts
But I couldn't bear the thought of leavin' her

So I took the elevator to the second floor
Walked down the hall and then I knocked upon her door
She opened up and I asked about the things I've been hearing

She said, "I think your ears are playing tricks on you"
Sweater zipped up to her chin
"Thanks for caring, sir, that's nice of you
But I have to go back in
Wish I could tell you about the noise
But I didn't hear a thing"
She said, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"
She said, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"

Aim my boombox at the roof, I'm playing "Lean on Me"
Just so that she knows that she can lean on me
And when she hears the words, I hope she knows she'll be okay
Aim my boombox at the roof, I'm playing "Lean on Me"
Just so that she knows that she can lean on me
And when she hears the words, I know exactly what I'll say
Promise I'm not playing tricks on you
You're always welcome to come in
You could stay here for an hour or two
If you ever need a friend

We can talk about the noise, when you're ready, but 'til then
I'll say, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"
I'll say, "It must have been the wind, must have been the wind
Must have been the wind, it must have been the wind"

I wasnt paying attention of how my voice gotten louder and louder to my normal speaking voice. But as soon as I finish the door opened, revealing two tall figure's. I closed my eyes due to I felt like they were  going to hurt me, till they both speak separately,
"Open your eyes baby boy."
"Your safe now."

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