" My life is jank !! " I screamed and kicked a rock as hard as I could. I had just run away. My dad had just gone too far. I had bruises all over me from him hitting me. But I ran away because I found out that he had been doing " stuff " to other girls. He was on the news and I was not about to go through that type of torture at school. So here I am, on the side of the road, hungry and scared. Suddenly there was a loud " bang!! " I screamed and everything went black. I awoke to the sound of a Beautiful guitar playing. I sat up and looked around. I saw a boy sitting in a leather chair in the corner. He was wearing a Beenie, white polo shirt and jeans. He looked up and smiled. " Hi, " he said. There was an awkward silence then suddenly he got up put his guitar down and went downstairs moments later he walked back up and handed me a warm cup of hot chocolate.