My stomach grumbled, normally it isn't painful but it sure was right now. I haven't ate anything for three days. Only running on a few hours of sleep, and my head is pounding.
Maybe if I try to be sneaky, I could get myself something to eat.
Let's not be stupid, Amelia. I scold myself.
Ugh, you know who I sound like, my parents. They would always say,"Don't do that, idiot.", "I wish we had an abortion with you."
The last has stuck with me the last three days, I can't deal with the echoing of the scream.
All of a sudden, I felt the world start spinning, growing darker with every step I took.
Everything went black and I felt myself hit the ground. Hard.  I heard someone gasp and footsteps running towards me.
"You poor thing." A women spoke.
Her voice was soft and sweet, it have me goosebumps.
My sight became better, I could see this tender voiced woman's face.
A scar was on her cheek, a bruise around it. She had magnificent blue eyes, hair that resembles a fire truck. Her hair hung long below her shoulder blades.
"Hey Sweetie, are you alright. I can buy you some food, if you need it."
I eagerly nodded, food sounded amazing."Uh, yes please." My words ran together.
The woman smiled,"What's your name, Sweetheart?"
"Amelia" I told her, extending my hand to shake hers. "Ellie"