• I'm so stupid.
    I thought that going out on my own was a good idea. I thought i could make it out here. I thought that living out on the streets was easy.
    Yeah. Right.
    You see, i'm Cleo. I used to live in a nice home with nice parents. Until my mother died, and my father married some evil witch. Her name is Victoria. She had this kind of body you'd think you would see on a super model, but her face ruins it. Her nose is turned up and her eyes are this pointy oval shape, they look like a cat's eyes. She's rich. That's the only reason my dad married her, I think. I hope.

    Well, anyway. She treated me like crap. Total crap. So i left. It didn't seem like such a bad idea at the time. Anythings better then being verbally abused, right? Wrong. I bet you didn't think about the cold nights, the strange people staring at you, the strange feeling of running away all the time. The hunger. Everyday, i wake up, confused, and i have to hobble down the street again, looking for cash or some food. Of course, with my luck i only find a half eaten hot dog. But that's ok, it's still food right?

    You must be feeling lucky right now. Well, news flash, you are. You dont have to walk this endless road, always looking for the end where the thing you've been looking for is. But how can you find that, if you don't know what to look for?