I have been running away for the last couple of months. I know I am in Florida at the moment because of the summer vibes but I’ve been hiding among the homeless. I don’t want to get attached to anyone anymore.
Everyone I get attached to, eventually dies. I can’t be the cause for more deaths.
Hiding here has been the best that’s ever happened.
Homeless people were asking for money on the streets most of the time.
There was this abandoned building where they all gathered to eat. They eat just once a day from the money they collect and always give food to the kids that can’t fend for themselves. They should be able to be kids and study, not being around the streets asking for money or cleaning shoes for pennies.
I still had some money left from what I brought from Rachel’s house, I norm
