Well… you were in quite the position…

When you were young, your parents decided that they couldn’t deal with you anymore… their solution…? To abandon you at your Uncle Simon’s house. Of course… he was abusive himself… so when you turned 12, you ran away.

Being young and on the streets was difficult… often moving places, having trouble with the weather, and finding food were sometimes impossible. Not only that, but the gangs and police weren’t necessarily your friends in Phoenix, Arizona.

Currently, you were loitering nearby a convenience store, loitering nearby the AC. Your clothes were covered in Grime and Sweat and your hair was dirty. It had been a while since you showered. You couldn’t remember the last time you ate and were debating shoplifting. It wouldn’t be the first time you did it. A couple stores even watched out for you specifically.

Eventually, the hunger became too intense as you walked into the store, shifting towards the snack section and keeping your head down.