Take my hand tonight
Prologue Milei's POV (Her name is pronounced Miley but it's completely different.)
I was in a new neighbourhood I don't know how I ended up here but I did. I felt the wind in my face as I ran at impossible speed. No, I'm not immortal; I'm a trained track runner. I was shipped off to a camp to teach me to be a better person. I was a good person. I was sent away because of my devil of a brother. He was the one to be sent away. I did have an attitude but I knew when to use and when to not use it. My brother would destroy everything! Then blame it on me, that's why I was sent away. But I broke out and I run too fast for them. I am Milei Hanson, I am 17 and this was going to be my first year in the Olympics. I was training for 3 years! I was finally old enough then my brother had to crush my dream. 3 years of all healthy junk, running more and more miles each time, straining to pull myself faster and faster, all for nothing! I would have to wait another 4 years to compete again. I would be 21. This year it was held in Tokyo, Japan. I learned Japanese as well. I reached the end of the street. I was also very skilled at gymnastics. I kept running even though it was the end of the street I did flips across the road and stuck the landing. I stopped to take a breath; my heart was beating like a drum, throat dry. Drinks, where to get something to drink.