Luka

Brown Muffins , White Muffins , Black Muffins

"You stupid little brat ,get back here!!"

The roar in his voice woke up the mouse 

But 

As long there is air surrounding the Earth 

I wont stop running 

The monster pulled me back making me land on his damaged sneakers 

He pulled my hair, i could smell the cigarette he had 10 minutes  ago 

"Now go get me the booze i asked for" 

He tossed me on the floor , the cold tile made me shudder.

I ran out and made my way towards the closest convenience store 

Being scared isn't something to worry about  

Criminals aren't scared so why should you ?

Being brought up in a place full of 'them' i was given a name, a name nobody would forget  it was like a nickname but even worse. Everywhere i went people knew the name. it scared me,  it made me mad but being a mouse is a choice right ?