Where do I go now? Grandmas. But that's all the way in Brooklyn. I'm too far in now.
I wish I could go back in time.
I walk down an alley way and I stop in my tracks.
How could I have let this happen to me?
I bang my fist against the wall and swear. Furious, I kick one of the cardboard boxes.
"Hey!" Says a voice.
I jump and turn to the voice.
"You just stepped on usable cardbox!" It said. I still couldn't make out what it was.
"Some people need to live in that you know." It said stepping into the moonlight escaping from the windows.
A girl!?
"Oh-Um. I'm sorry." I stutter. I know there are some homeless people in New York, a lot actually. I never thought they'd be girls. How naive.
"Um um um?" She taunted. "I didn't think so." She turned around and walked away.
"Excuse me?!" I said. "Don't walk away from me!" I followed her down the alley.
"Go away!" She shouted. "Stop stalking me!" She walked faster and faster.
"Listen---" I say grabbing her shoulder.
"Hands off!" She said pulling my hand away.
"Okay." I said as she turned around. "I need help. I'm wanted for doing something I didn't do. And I lost everything."
There was a long pause.
"I'm Kiki. Welcome to the Homeless World." She said half-passionately. "Follow me."
So I did.
We went through this abandoned warehouse with broken windows and dusty corners.
Through the dark hallways, I thought over what I was doing. Is this right?
I need all the help I can get.
Kiki opened the big doors.
There was a giant room full of kids in sleeping bags, looking very skinny and even some crying.
"Not a eye-pleaser I know." Kiki said. "Take it or Leave it."
I thought of everything that happened.
"I'll take it." I say.
Kiki nodded.
"Welcome home."
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Me Again
Mystery / ThrillerThis story is about a girl named Olivia who attempts running away one night but surrenders and goes back home. But instead of embracing her dad when she gets home, she finds her house burnt down. She is then accused of killing her father in the fire...
