My name is Elizabeth but I'm called Lizzy. I'm on the streets poor as heck. My parents hated me and they kicked me out of the house. As a 17 year old I can take care of myself but not on the streets. I stop going to school because it's far from where I am and I have no food, clothes, or money I only have the clothes on me and that's it.I lost my friends because they were too caught up in popularity and they ditched me and my family wasn't gonna care for me anyways. I sit on the side walk and watch people walk past me and I sit and stare at the ground, USELESS! I think to myself and tears run down my cheeks then I wipe my tears away acting like nothing happened and a cute guy came by he looked at me and stopped. He keep looking at me I look away
"Why are you here alone?"
He asks me I don't look at him
"Why do you care!"
I snap at him I learned not to trust people anymore because this happened to me before then the police came to try and take me to the adoption center but I ran away.
"I'm just curious"
He says eyeing me suspiciously
"I'm homeless and poor"
I say finally he looks at me
"How old are you?"
He asks I don't want to be tricked but I feel like I can trust him
"I'm 17"
He nods
"Why are you asking so many questions?"
I ask curiously
"I'm in a need to get a maid and I'll pay you, no you'll have a place to sleep"
I feel hope rising in my this hasn't happened for almost an entire year I sit up
"Will you like to be hired?"
he asks I look in his eyes for the first time there deep blue but there as cold as ice and he has his ruffled blonde hair.
"Yes?"
It came out more like a question I get up
"lets go"
And I follow him I'm happy I so lucky!
