Hannah's POV
I have been sleeping near these stores for a few days I think, I don't know if I am even in America any more. I just want to eat something and stay warm. I have asked people for money, but they always say they have none on them, someone stole my flashlight and jacket, which a make everything even worse. I can't go back home, only bad memories are there now. Right now I am just walking in the chilly fall weather somewhere in the world. My cold hands are in my pockets and my head is down, I am just thinking how my life has come to this. I remember when daddy was alive and he always came and got me away from mommy, and we would go for ice cream and have an amazing time, well until he died. Anyways I also remember the last time I saw grandma Shelly, man I miss them. I now have some tears in my eyes, then I realized I have fallen. I look up and saw a man with purple hair, he looks like I have seen him before but probably not. I mumble a quick "sorry" and walk off, but I get gently get pulled back a little and thinking I'm gonna get hurt I yelp. I look into his eyes and then he spoke up "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where are your parents?" I stare at him for a while and just think if I should lie or not, he seemed nice and looked like he wanted to help, or he was just scared that my parents would think I'm being kidnapped or something. "I- uh- I um d-don't have any, b-but it's fine, I'm fine. Sorry to waster you time."  He stared at me with a blank face and spoke up...