Chapter 1

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I am a parentless teenager. I ran away from home when I was 14. My parents didn't care about me. I felt alone and not important. So I ran away from home. So look where I am now, a shelter for homeless.

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It's 5:00am, I feel so alone. All of the doors are locked. Even windows. I really want to run away but how? Everyone's asleep and I'm just wide awake. I never can fall asleep. I get up from bed and at least try to open the door to the hallway. Good luck, it's unlocked. I begin to open it, until I hear someone yawn and get up. I stay as still as I can. I can barely see who it is. That's how dark it is. "Oh well" I mumble to myself. I open the door and run down the hall to the elevators as fast as I can. I press the 'down arrow'. The doors open and I run in. I press 'L'. It begins to go down. The doors open. I walked out and ran to the front doors. Of course, the doors are locked . What do I do now? I look around to see if anyone is there. My should hit against something. It was sharp and I think I'm bleeding. I know that it is the keys. So I grabbed the keys and began to unlock the front door. I unlock the door. The alarms go off. I dart down the street. My nerves are going crazy. I just wanted to get out of there.

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