you left your parents from all the cruelty and the hate that they give you. You stole money before you left so you’d be able to eat, as you were walking down a cold dark street you felt exhausted and light headed. You thought it was nothing but soon passed out. A few hours later you wake up in a comfortable bed by the smell of good breakfeast, you sit up in the bed and see a man sitting in a chair.

“Ah, your awake. I thought you were dead for a minute.” The man says jokingly.