Day 7

Hotels are huge.
Ha,thanks Angel.
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*Day 7* (Date:April,15)

Today,Angel had came into the barn with toast,eggs and a mug of coffee.
-She said I looked exhausted

I was starved and ate it all pretty quickly,chugging down every last drop in the mug.(I hoped she hadn't noticed my blood stained,scabby wrists or the broken glass.) -it was all I could think about.

After a long conversation to get to know eachother more,she took me to the hotel,told me she was paying for my stay and everything else.I got lost just looking at the place.I told her"Angel,I....I think the outside of a supermarket will do." She refused to let me sleep in a dumpster like a homeless man but then again,I am homeless.

Before we walked in,she handed me the biggest marshmellow coat ever with a pair of sunshades.When we were in,no one noticed me but I could tell they were taking caution.

The room she showed me could have been a one story house.

(Hotels are huge. Ha,thanks Angel.)

She told me she would be here tomorrow with hair dye and anything else she might think of that could keep me hidden.

I hate that word.Could.
Reminds of me Millie.
I Could have killed her.

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Damn.
I got blood on the page.

Author's Note

Angel's thought's (blog)

I never met a guy who would rather sleep in a supermarket dumster than in a classy hotel so when he offered it,my jaw dropped to my knees.
Clide was diffrent.
He said being diffrent makes the world go round.

Earth would explode if we all were the same because we would constantly fight over everthing.
-- Clide Andrews