You didn’t have the best childhood. You grew up around drunks. And you hated it. So you left.

Weeks passed, all the money you had taken from your house was used up. You looked dirty and tired. You sat in the freezing cold forest. Sleeping on nothing but a wet blanket.

You then heard a few voices, so You curled up in your blanket trying to stay hidden, due to not knowing who they were.

One of the men spotted your hair. They walked over

Soap: what is a kid doin’ out here?