Lesley’s POV
I looked at him like I knew him. I don’t know where I saw him, but I know that I saw him somewhere, but this is the first time that I saw him in my entire life because this is the time that I saw a child that was the same as my age.
“Sorry, who are you?” I asked him. He looked at me and smiled at me.
“I’m just here because I hide to a bad guy,” he said. I looked at the guy outside of our garden, and it was like he was looking for something. I looked again to the boy that was hiding at the oak tree. I saw that he is something like a commoner because of his clothes and also his face with some dirt.
“What’s happen to you?” I asked him.
“I’m just hiding from that guy because he wanted me to do something like I don’t want to do,” he said to me, “even th
