Prologue
I’m running for my life. I have my little brother in my arms and he is heavy. I’m dodging trees and trying not to trip over fallen branches. “Don’t look back!” My mother screams. Her voice is getting farther away. I do the one thing she begged me not to do. I looked back…
I wake with a start, tears trailing down my cheeks. I wipe them away and stand up to stretch my aching body.
This is what I deserve. This is where I belong.
I look down at where I slept last night. I had huddled myself against a dumpster and a brick wall of an old abandoned building. I had used thrown out newspaper to cover myself from prying eyes. I don’t need anyone finding me.
I use the same spot I slept in to relieve my bladder. I won’t be sleeping here again tonight anyway. No where is safe so I keep moving. I throw my back pack of the only possessions I own over my shoulder and walk out of the ally into the busy streets of New York.
My name is Selene , which means blessed. It’s ironic because for my family, I was what caused their downfall.
