All Time Low Love Story

My mom died 10 months ago.Ever since then my dad has become and drunk and abused me everyday. I finally had enough of it.  So i got up at 3:00 in the morning when my dad was asleep and called a taxi. I bought a plane ticket to Baltimore, Maryland.  It was 9:00 when i reached Maryland.  I got a credit card and put it under Elana McTi. My real name.I got ini a taxi and i said whatever street i dont care. He dumped me infront of an old church. It looked like i could sleep in there. The door was open so i went in a slept in a pew. I woke up because of the sun shining through. I felt sore. I checked my phone. 100 missed called from my "dad". I ignored them and left the church.I walked a little farther down. There were a lot of houses and I saw a flyer for "All Time Low Dirty Work Tour this saturday!" Hm. It was tonight. It was free to get in. I started walkimg a further down. I became dizzy and the world became blind. The whole world went black.

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Bare with me! I know its bad! Its my first story!!!!!!!!!!!

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I woke up in a strangers house. There were 4 people sitting infront of me. I tried sitting up but my head felt like there was a time bomb about to go off. I laid back down.

"Where am i?" I asked my voice raspy.

"Rian go get her a drink"-Zack said

" I said where am i?" My voice making no change

"Don't worry we won't hurt you."-Alex said. He tried to help me up. I was still very sore from my dad abusing me. I flinched. Rian came back in with the water. He handed it to me.

"Thanks" I said slowly. It felt good to drink something instead of tasting my own blood.

"Who are you guys?"

"Were All Time Low" One of them said

"Who?"

" You dont know who we are?" Jack asked

"No sorry." I began to feel dizzy again. I started to peel over. They all caught me.I suddenly remembered them again. They were from the street flyer.

"Dirty work tour?"

"Yupp" They all said popping on the P.

"I dont feel to good" I said and pased out. Someone carried me upstairs.It felt nice to be in a bed that had a real pillow and everything on it instead of sleeping on a concrete floor. I must be in a dream.

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