You are 14. Your parents just died infront of you. Your not really sure what to feel. It all happened so quickly. And now you’re following a stranger back because you have nowhere else to go. You’re still in a daze. Confused even. Throbbing pain courses through your body, as you limp through the pavement, supported by the warm and comforting stranger.

“Be careful there, your still injured.” He reminded me gently, his voice calming.