Anyone who lives on the streets knows that there are bad men everywhere. It's why the streets are so dangerous. But they don't just stay on the street. They come into people's houses. To steal things and hurt people.
I know nobody's after me or anything probably, but when I'm somewhere closed off alone I get too scared and I need the stars.
I have a blanket. I bring it with me everywhere I go in my backpack with everything else I own. 'Cept the flying things. I tucked those away in the library 'cause they wouldn't all fit.
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Anyone who lives on the streets knows that there are bad men everywhere. It's why the streets are so dangerous. But they don't just stay on the street. They come into people's houses. To steal things and hurt people.
I know nobody's after me or anything probably, but when I'm somewhere closed off alone I get too scared and I need the stars.
I have a blanket. I bring it with me everywhere I go in my backpack with everything else I own. 'Cept the flying things. I tucked those away in the library 'cause they wouldn't all fit.
I'll think of something good for you.
Love,
Ocean Rain