I see a subway. I run down and I see at least about 3 homeless men wrapped up in newspapers. Its cold and it smells like pee. I guess I can make my self at home. I find a place to sleep, which is near a trash can. As I lay down, one of the men wakes up. "What are ya doing here, shouldn't you be at home?". I'm scared and I feel like I'm mute. "Um. I-I have no where to stay" I say quietly. "Oh well make your self at home. Get comfortable. By the way, my name is Isaiah. Nice to meet you. I won't hurt cha or nothing". I'm thinking to myself, 'Do I really trust this man?'. I stay quiet. "Whats yours?" Isaiah ask. "Me?" I say. He nods. "Oh, I'm uh.. Alexis". "Nice to meet you alexis. If you want you can come next to me".
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Escape
Ficção AdolescenteA teenage year old girl who is parentless has defective problems in her life. She cuts school. She's just miserable. She runs away from a helpful shelter for homeless. Where can she go now?
