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Chapter 2 – Hitchhiking
The first thing Daniel did after leaving the orphanage was decide to leave the city. He would head for open country in upstate New York and then head down South after a month or two. He knew he had to go where no one knew of his past. This would be hard because he had a record with the police.
Living in an orphanage for almost all his life, Daniel never really knew what it meant to have a little extra cash. Thankfully he had taken up an after school job a few months before. He had separated his money, a grand, between his wallet, a hidden pocket in his backpack, a small zippered place in his left sock, and a small compartment in the bottom of his shoe.
Daniel was worried about one more thing. Even though he was almost thirteen, he looked about seven and a half. He had short blond/red hair and brilliant, sapphire blue eyes. He had lots of freckles and was only three feet, eleven inches tall. He looked week, seemingly no muscle at all and was wearing the only clothes that came in his size. A red T-Shirt with a dragon printed on the front, the only jeans he owned that just fit him, a baseball cap, and sneekers. Not exactly saying, "don't mess with me or I'll beat you up". Good thing I took eight years of karate, thought Daniel.
As he picked his way through town, he tried to appear as carefree and random as possible. It might encourage a few people to try to jump him, but at least no one would follow him. Daniel considered his options. 1. I could ride the train on its free stops. There are not many of those, so it wouldn't take me far enough. 2. I could walk, but that would take too long. 3. I could hitch a ride. Yeah, I could hitchhike. I've seen people do it before. It could be a little risky, but nothing I can't handle. Done deciding, Daniel headed for the nearest highway ramp.