(Third Person)

The girl ran to the door and banged her fists on it, "Let me in! Let me in! There's a dog chasing me! Her intentions are to kill, I swear! Please, let me in!"

"You mean Lucky? She wouldn't hurt a fly. She just wants to play." The boy lied while laughing, "Besides... you should listen to what your parents say."

"Let me in, please! I... I'm here because my parents told me to, so you can't tell me to not come here!" The girl shouted while continuing to bang in the door.

She stopped and slid down to the floor with her back against the door. The door opened and the boy stared down at the crying girl before looking at Lucky.

"Sit. Stay." He commanded, and the dog obeyed.

The boy pet the girl's head, "It's okay. I'll keep you safe. Me and my friends will."

The girl looked up at him with tears on her face and on her shirt and torn pants, "You will? Really?"

He smiled, "Of course. Why would anyone leave a pretty girl like you to die?"

"W-well... everyone hates me. I've been bullied for my scars that I get from my parents. I am nothing like them and I don't look like them either. That's why they hurt me. They say and think I'm lower than them... that I cause them pain and suffering and that I'm nothing. I am a disgrace of the family. A worthless piece of garbage." She cried.

"You deserve some kindness. Come on, I will show you my home." He held out his hand, and she grabbed it before getting up.