A/N: This is my first story, so please be nice. Although, if some people absolutely HAVE to flame, I guess I'll live.

PROLOUGE

I closed my eyes, trying to make the pain go away. A normal erson would have screamed in agony. A normal person hadn't grown up an orphan on the street. I looked up and could vaguely saw some pale people with sparkly skin. I couldn't help myself, I moaned. Everyone moved, though I didn't see them move. I finally gave up trying to figure out who they were, and let unconsciousness claim me.

CHAPTER 1

I ducked through the alley, and jumped over the trash can. A guy walked right past it, and I grabbed his wallet. I quickly opened it and pulled out a hundred. I quickly stuffed it back in his back pocket as he walked away, he not even realizing I had taken some money. I felt guilty at first, but then it quickly subsided. Everyone else in this world had so much, and I was an orphan who'd been abandoned at the age of 3, having to learn who knows how many street skills. My name is Rebeca Rose. Becca for short. I have no last name because last names mean Adults, and adults meant pain, and anger. I jumped out of the alley with the hundred dollar bill. My jeans and t-shirt were getting really ratty, and I needed to go buy some cheap new ones to keep people from realizing I was an orphan, and turn me in. I ran into the store and quickly got new ones. I had 80 left. I went to the Chick-Fil-A next door and got a sandwich. That meat tasted so good after not eating since yesterday. I still had 75. I decided to go to the park. I started running toward the swing, the I felt a pain in my stomach. I stopped for a moment, thinking it was nothing more than a stomach ache,but I was wrong. I was very,very wrong.

(A/N I will be nice just this once, and keep going)

I collapsed in pain. My stomach hurt so bad, I almost vomited. I think I saw someone come and stand over me. They called someone else over, and that person pulled out a cell phone. I heard ambulance sirens coming, and the voices of many people. "I'm fine..." I managed to groan. I was lifted on to what I assumed was the ambulance. And could feel us traveling fast. Almost as suddenly, I heard a bu-bump , And I saw everything get brighter. I felt myself being put into a bed. "Its going to be alright." said a velvet voice that made some of the pain seem to go away. As soon as his voice left, the pain overwhelmed me , and I couldn't take it anymore. I passed out.

A/N Cliffy! I know it was short, but it will get longer. I am holding Ch.2 hostage for 2 reviews, so Click that little reveiw button right there!
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