Watched. I was currently talking to the press about the reason I ran away, while being watched, because I have to stick with the story my father told me to say. Or I'm dead meat. I turn my body slightly to a gun pointing at me, in the distance, but is shook my head and continue talking to press.
Stay. After all the press left, I went home where I'm going to stay, until I'm 18. I don't want to stay, I want to be free. But I have to stay.
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Runaway Girl
Short StoryA short story about a runaway girl with just a backpack filled with cash and an umbrella to keep her company.
