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a Five Card Flickr story by tessa created Sep 23 2020, 08:04:31 pm. Create a new one!

flickr photo credits: (1) bionicteaching (2) bionicteaching (3) bionicteaching (4) Intrepidteacher (5) Serenae

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i always had a troubled child hood, you know moving from foster family to foster family, home to home. But this ones bad, they all have been recently, maybe its cause now i'm 16 years old and no one wants to foster a 16 year old boy. I decided i'm gonna run away. I don't really have a plan or a super good reason on why i'm doing this. i just don't want to be here anymore i want to be free.
I've been walking down multiple ally's trying to figure out what i'm even doing. Its dim out the suns going down i can see beams of light through all the big buildings.
I come across a motel, its gross looking but i don't have a lot of money so it'll work for me.
Some guys are sitting outside all smoking ciggerates, they ask if i want any. I want them to like me cause i have a feeling i'm gonna be staying here awhile.
Its been months of me living in this same motel with these alcholic men and drug addict women who have now turned me into them. Now i cant leave they're all i have and i'm broke from doing bad things to get money for my drugs and booze. I ran into trouble and now owe the guy who gave me my first drag off a ciggerate money. A lot of it. I don't have it though.
I want to leave he says if i run he'll find me and have be killed. I'm 16 and a half what am i supposed to do?
Ill do what i do best. Run.
ill leave at 1:00 am, everyone is usally passed out by then.
I've been walking for about 7 hours now and i'm scared what if they do find me? As my head is scrambling with all my fear i hear what i didn't want to. I hear about two or so motor cycles coming. I cant run they'll cant me right away.
I stand by a beach finally at peace in my life for the first time ever. I hear the bugs chirping birds all around a pretty blue sky. Its the best way to go. for me anyway.
I hear the sot of the bullet leaving the gun and soon feel it in my back.

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