Run. That is all that had went through my mind. "Hey! You get back here!" No, I would not stop. I would keep going. Out in these walls, I knew being caught would result in being thrown down underground, where no one walks. At least that was what I heard. I was told that if I did any crime, I would sent to that horrible place. But was it such a lie?

I was a criminal, I was scum. I had absolutely no purpose. But running was my specialty. I had learned that running away from your problems is like allowing a Titan to eat you but you slip out easily. You will still be caught, but you can defuse the problem a little.

I was out in the walls, in Wall Shinginashina. In this peaceful land, there were people, who had different interests, different insight, different lives. There were priests, teachers, sellers, buyers, and then merchants. That's what I looked forward to. However, I was only 9. I could only look forward to be a soldier. I would never do that. I could not be killed. Although I had quite a nice stature, standing at 157 cm, only growing more would put pressure on me.

But I could not think about that now. I had to get going. I ran around the corner into an alley. I was almost there. I ran to my goal, and burst through the door. BOOM!

"ABIRA!Where have you been?" I laid there on the floor, listening to the familiar voice. I looked up. My caretaker looked at me, hands on her hips, tapping her foot. Bertha...

"I was waiting for you. You worried me..." Bertha looked at my hand and frowned. "Abira...You know not to steal..." She thought and then snapped her fingers. "I want you to give it back and apologize. As soon as...now." I groaned. But Bertha would not let up, I knew that. I got up, and stepped out the door.

I had to find the exact location. I begin walking, and then I heard laughing. I looked and examined my surroundings. Then 2 figures shimmied up towards me. "Is that bread you got there?" One of them, a slender one asked. I nodded. A really fat one with a double chin scoffed. "You don't want that. How about you give it to us?" I stared at him. His defiant eyes wanted to say scary, but it was not. It screamed cowardly. So I poked at it. "I don't think you need it, this bread is not for cowards who pick on starving girls when they can't control their own weight."

The fat one widened his eyes. "HOW DARE YOU!" Maybe I was in trouble now. But before I knew it, I was getting beat, getting pummeled. They kicked my ribs, punched my face, tripped my legs. They stopped and begin to laugh. "Look how pathetic you are now!" One of them yelled, but I could not tell who. They kept laughing, bickering, hurting me. "Hehe.." I begin. They stopped to look at me. I stood up, facing my reality. "This is real...this is so real..." They just stared. I got a better glimpse at their faces.

"I will remember you...you and your pathetic faces who think that they have won the fight. When you wake up one morning, and look outside, what will be the accomplishments you look back on? Beating up a girl who defended herself? Will you tell your wife and kids how you did it? What you did afterwards? Will you tell them? Or will you tell them another way, a way that is glazed with lies? A way that no justice is found, or in a way that you have lost your family due to your hate?"

Thats all I could get out before one of them punched me. I fell to the ground. "Shut up! You are weird! Maybe that's why no one likes you! Because you can't shut up and you are alone! No one likes you! Understand that!"

"Hey." A gruff voice called. The boys turned to see someone, who looked much older. "Why are you guys beating on a girl?" The man asked. The boys were too fear stricken to say anything. He gestured them to move. They ran away. I sat there on the ground, legs crossed. The man held his hand out. I noticed that he looked pretty young. I would say about early 20s. "I'm sorry. I forgot introductions. My name is Agis. May I ask yours?" He didn't seem to mind who I was or what I looked like. "Abira." I took Agis' hand and he pulled me up from the ground.

Agis let go of my hand. "Are you okay?" I nodded a little. "You hesitated. We should get those wounds treated. An-" Burble Burble. Agis held his stomach. Was he hungry? He didn't look as if he had a home, and he look lonely. I looked at my bread, and back at him. I shoved the bread towards him. "Here."

Agis widened his eyes, and politely took the bread. I looked around us for a moment, and when I looked back, the bread was gone. For such a civilized guy, you would have thought that he has something to eat... "Oh I'm sorry. You see, I don't have any food. I'm simply a citizen without a house. I'm from underground." I gasped. He was from the underground? Things like that interested me.

He nodded, he must have known what I was thinking. As he was he was getting ready to tell me more, screams were heard. "ITS A TITAN! ITS PEEKING OVER THE WALLS!"