Street kid
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your 13 and live on the streets. when people see you they fear you. no one sees the broken soul on the inside just the tough person on the outside. so scince you've lived on the streets almost all your life with no home, you learn to survive there are 3 rules
1. trust no one
2.have no friends
3.everyone is your enemy
and with these 3 rules you've survived on the streets. but what happens when a man tries to help you and bring you into his home. you gladly decline. but what happens when he threatens to have you put in juvie. you sadly have to say yes. he also has a son who tries to help you who you may end up falling for. will this father and son be able to break through the walls you've built and be able to change your cold heart and maybe glue together that broken soul. I don't know read to find out.
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