I found myself on the pavement when I woke up. I was so exhausted that I had slept on the pavement last night after miles of running. Running from something I didn’t know. I was terrified. Had I taken the wrong decision? Foolish girl, yes I had. I just ruined my chances of a good life only considering small discomforts in my life, mainly miscommunication with my parents. Could I go back? I could go to the Embassy and claim myself to be lost. “Instead of trying to find them where I last saw them which was feet away”, I’d say “I ran miles on miles to find them in a place they weren’t supposed to be.” That makes a lot of sense. I could give it a try though.
All I had with me was 50 bucks, Wuthering Heights, my phone without a connection, mascara and a bottle of water. The first thing I had to do was visit a currency exchange and get my dollars converted to yens. I was in a place called Minato ku or that’s what the signboard said. I wanted to go back to Shibuya. I really liked that place. I’d even find a job there.
So after finding cheap food where I spent 1 or 2 dollars, I went for the nearest exchange. Got the rest of the money exchanged and caught a taxi to Shibuya. I had this strange feeling I’d find my parents there. Did I already miss them? No, I didn’t. All I wanted was more money. You couldn’t spend your life on 44 bucks. When I reached Shibuya, I realized that life isn’t all that hard. People exaggerate. Well, you have to struggle to find a job, a respectable one, I mean.
It was already evening and I was roaming around. Bought food again and looked out for ‘Help Needed’ signs. None of what I could do. I wasn’t ready to be a janitor. The sun set and the crowd thickened. I could see girls getting ready for their clubs, strippers, and bartenders. I had no other choice. I knew what I had to do and I couldn’t waste more money on what I was doing.

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