" Man I am so hungry", Raven thinks to himself. His pale skin shines in the sun's rays. He is walking around the outskirts of Killika. With hunger on his mind, he can think of nothing else. He doesn't like to beg for food, so stealing it is his only option. As he walks around he notices the footprints he leaves behind. He wonders to himself if this is what he is meant to do. Live alone work for what little food he can get and steal the rest. Do these two feet only offer him this path. Maybe, when he is older he can be of use to someone. Maybe he can work and make a good living or have a loving family.
As his stomach growls more he begins to enter Killika. While holding his stomach he looks around avoiding eye contact with people. everyone knows who he is and what he does. No person in this town trust him, But if they had accepted him maybe he wouldn't have to steal. What is done is done and he knows what he must do to survive. An old man on this edge of town has a bakery. raven knows he can steal bread from him and run without having to worry about being caught by the old man.
Raven enters the doorway and looks around the room. The old man isn't behind the counter so he must be cooking. Raven walks to the counter and grabs a small loaf of bread and stuffs it under his little tattered shirt. As he walks out the door the old man's son see him. " Hey you did you pay for that!" The middleaged man shouts. As he hears this, Raven begins to run from the man because he is afraid of being caught. As he runs thr the crowd he believes he looses the man. He slows down his pace so he would not be suspicious. While looking back for the man he bumos into a man with blond hair, blue eyes and wearing a robe.
From bumoing into the man he falls on his bottom and his bread falls from under his shirt." Im sorry sir I didn't mean to bump into you. It was an accident I swear." He then begins to scurry to grab his loaf because he hears the middle age man yell as he catches up to him.
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