My Heroes (REWRITING)

Chapter One

Author's Note: PLEASE READ, I'm starting to rewrite this today, on 12/31/2016. A lot of the book is going to sound pretty bad because I wrote it when I was 13. It's been a while, and I'm ready to actually finish this book. I'm not sure if I'm going to keep everything the same, so I'd recommend rereading. I'm not sure how long it's going to take for me to rewrite this, but I'm going to try as hard as I can. Updates will be slow because of exams and finals, but I'll try to update when I can.

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I wake up and stretch my arms. I'm still stiff, because I haven't moved for the past day or so.

 I'm numb. 

I'm tired.

I'm scared. 

And I'm alone. 

But I've always felt alone.

I really don't like my life, it sucks, honestly. I look around, and take in my surroundings. I'm in a field by the side of an outstretched road. I don't have a blanket, I'm just spread across the ground, with wheat over me, to keep me warm.

It's too cold to be out here. I might just freeze to death.

I make myself get up and walk around. I grab my backpack and sling it over my back. I head for the road and walk towards the city.

As I walk down the empty road, the gravel presses into my bare feet. The city isn't too far away, maybe a five minute walk. I would stay in the field, but if the man who owned this land would have found me again, he would have had me arrested for trespassing. I don't need to get arrested. If I get arrested, they'll know I'm homeless. If they know I'm homeless, they'll find my dad. If they make me go back with my dad, he'll probably kill me.

Just like my mom. She was the only person who ever showed me an ounce of compassion. But he took her away. He took her away from me and my brother and sister. 

I don't love my dad and I never will. He could die, and I wouldn't shed a tear. 

He ruined my life.

And that's something I will never forgive him for. I can see the city from here now. I can see the movie theater, and an electronics store. The bakery isn't too far from here either. The sun is going down faster now, and I don't have anymore than five hours to find shelter.

When I get to the city, I head straight for the bakery. I might be able to steal some bread while the shopkeepers aren't looking.

I quietly walk into the store. I don't want to attract any attention... People around here know me. I've been on the streets since I was 10, so I've picked up a few things.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The bakery owner says, approaching me. 

"Um, nothing I was just looking." I say, looking down. I can't get caught for shoplifting. "I know you're hungry. Here, you can have three slices of bread and one cup of coffee, as long as you don't come back here again." He says, with pity, handing me bread. 

"Thank you." I say, as I take the bread and drink, and head out of the door. I didn't want to take more than I need.

Where to next? I don't have a home, so I'll need to find a place where I can rest. There's the movie theater and the electronics store, which are the closest places to me. I guess I'll just go into the store. I can hide in the bathroom stalls until they close. And when they close, I'll be inside. It'll be warm, and I might find some food in there. I enter the Best Buy. It isn't that busy. Probably because people usually don't come out on the streets after six where I live.

I don't live in the safest place. so I have to stay hidden before some stranger finds me and hurts me.

I go into the large family bathroom, and I stay here. I know I won't be found. They never check the bathrooms before they lock up. I guess I'll be spending he rest of the night in here.