Lost Soul

When nothing in the world seems to go your way, you run. Run far, far away from the place you used to call home. Now, your home is the forest, the dark alleyways, and the moldy, damp cardboards boxes. This was the right decision, right?

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HEADS UP: I started this story when I was young, so there are multiple grammar and spelling mistakes that I am completely aware of but haven't gone back in to fix. Basically all of the chapters, except for the last few, were written when I was young (I'm 20 now and don't write in this anymore) so just keep that in min...