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Everything was dark.

Everything about this place was just dark.

There was no light or life in this damn city.

Everyone will walk away as soon as you ask them for help.

Maybe they're too busy with their children.

But what about me?

I have no parents, and I'm alone in this world.

No friends, no anything.

Just my old neighbor, Mrs.Brown.

My feet walked on the cold concrete.

They hit every rock.

I made my way to the great bridge.

The one which is going to be the death of me.

I stopped, checking if anyone was near.

No one was there,so I climbed on the side, looking into the huge river flowing underneath it.

It moved so fast.

And I was always afraid of water.

'You probably shouldn't do that'

I heard a soft voice behind me.

He startled me.

I turned around.

'W-who are you?'

'Michael, and you Princess?'

He just called me princess...

No one ever called me that.

And my heart fluttered...

'I'm S-shea'

'Well, Shea, why won't you come down and we can go over to a cafe and talk?'

'I don't know who you are'

'I'm your friend. But... I know who you are'

I just furrowed my eyebrows at him.

'I watch you walk everyday. You come here, stand for a while, and go back to where you came from. I never knew your name, but now I do... And I'm taking the chance to talk to you'

'That's very nice of you, but I'll be okay'

'No, come here'

He took my hand and pulled me down.

I fell on him, as his hands caught me.

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