FallenAngel3

The subway arrived in boston and I got off. I had no where to go, it hit me hard when i realized what i was getting myself into. Still, i refused to turn back, there was no way i wanted to go back home and face my parents and a funeral. I wanted to pay respecs, but ever since i was little funerals messed me up.1

It was dark out and i couldn't see anything except the dim streets lights along the sidewalks. There wasn't anyone around that i could see and it sent chills up my spine. I felt like i was being watched, but i didn't let it show that i was scared.2

I went to sleep in the park, underneath a wooden bench. I wasn't sure if there were other  people around here but i didn't care to ask. 3

I woke up the next morning and it was really sunny outside. I went into a dunkin donuts and bought an iced latte and a bagel. Lattes were really expensive, but i wanted it, and i always get what i want.4

The side walks were filled with Boston locals, visitors, and et cetera. I sat on a street corner and started playing a song i'd written a while back. The first song i'd ever written was this one, 'My Disaster.' My parents had never heard it, because if they did they would have been more worried about me than they should have been. Pretty much it was about wishing for death and wishing for a better family. 5

People walked by and tossed coins into my case as i played. I played every song i knew. I made $31.54 that day and it was a good start.  I slept in an old broken church that night.6

I woke up to voices. A male and a female. Husband and wife? I think not. boyfriend and girlfriend. It was more likely. 7

They didn't notice me until i sat up. 8

"Who are you?" The girl, blonde and prettier than most girls i've seen, asked.9

"Uh." I tried to think of a new name. "Aimee Dawson."10

"Runaway?" The guy asked. he had sandy brown hair and deep blue eyes, even from my disance i could tell their color. 11

"I guess so. Don't turn me in please. I cant go back there." I begged.12

"I won't but you heard our conversation?"13

"A little."14

"Keep it secret and no one will knows youre a runaway."15

"Why is it a secret? I only heard a little. That you got your girlfriend pregnant and her father's gonna flip out totally."16

"Shes my step sister."17

I thought 'yuck.' but i didn't show my disgust. I just nodded and pretended to understand. I'd never knew anyone who'd had hat sort of relationship, it was gross to me.  The girl looked desperate for an option o keep her from getting busted. She looked only about 16 and her step-brother was probably about 21. Illegal incest. Almost. 18