Broken

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Logan ignored it and drove away from the diner and headed home. "Can't go one day without some stupid shit happening." Logan said to himself. Logan only remembered something's from his past but not much. One of those things was a girl by the name of Cassidy something, he couldn't remember her last name, and that they used to be boyfriend and girlfriend. He hasn't seen that girl for a long time he often thinks that the girl is dead. He remembered other stuff about his past but he never liked talking about them because it brought back painful memories of them. Once Logan got out of his car, he saw a little girl hiding behind a bush staring at him. He wanted to say something to the girl but he didn't know what to say. Was she homeless?Logan didn't know so he tried ignoring her hoping she would just go. Once Logan walked into his house he shut the door and locked it up. Logan didn't know what to think of that girl, she looked to be about six or ten years old, she had brownish/darkish hair, she had what looked to be blue eyes, and her skin color was light skin. Logan limped over to his couch and sat down, once again groaning in pain, and turned on his tv. Logan just sat on his crouch and began thinking to himself. "There is no end to this hell." Logan, unlike most people, wanted to die. He had hoped and pray that one day his suffering will end. Logan basically lived with anxiety, he woke up with it and would always fall asleep with it and he could never get rid of it. All of a sudden there was a knock on Logan's door. He angrily groaned and got and walked over to answer it. He opened his door to a girl shivering in fear. "Is your name Logan? Please I need your help." The lady, as she pushed Logan out the way and went into his house. "Lady what the hell are you doing?" Logan asked, closing the door behind. "Please Logan I need your help!" The lady said collapsing on the floor. Logan rushed over and helped her to her feet. "Lady slow down! Who the hell are you and what the hell do you want with me?" Logan asked, sitting her down on the couch. "There were these people, a girl and guy and a little girl, and one of them was trying to kill me for no reason! I ask you to help me escape town." Logan couldn't believe what he had heard, two grown people and a little child trying to kill one person for no reason? Why? "Who were these people?" He asked her. "Two adults, they looked to be in there mid 30s, and a small child, a girl, who was ten years old. The male was British." British? Logan was now confused on what this lady was saying. "Lady, I would love to help you but I can't help you. I'm sorry." Logan told her.