Emma's POV
I sat down in the box that was my home. I let
out a sigh. I'm so hungry and cold. I just listen to the sounds of the raindrops. I hugged my knees trying to give myself some warmth.
"What the hell?!" A voice said. I looked up. There was a man with black hair and green eyes looking at me. He looks scary.. I started crying.
"Don't hwurt me!" I cried out. I felt a hand on my head I looked up and it was the man.
"Calm down I'm not going to hurt you I promise." He said.
"Pinkie promise?" I lift my pinkie out to him.He smiled at me and rapped his pinkie around mine.
"Where's your mommy and daddy?" He asked.
"They zont like Emma no more." I said. He frowned and sighed. He stoop up.
"Well come on Emma I'm going to take with me your gonna get sick." He said. I stepped out the box. He picked me up and started walking me to a black car. He placed me in the middle seat and buckled me up and got in the front and started driving.
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Adopted by a gang
General FictionFour year old Emma have always been on the streets. Her mother and father didn't want to care for her. On one rainy night a gang finds her decided to take her home. Ps : I DON'T HAVE PERFECT GRAMMER‼️
