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He walked down a not lighted alley. The strap of his bag cut into his shoulder, his feet hurt and he was tired. It was absolutely hopeless that he would find any place where he would not got covered with the rain, that, so Jake resigned, would fall down later this night.
The sky was covered with dark clouds. Jake had been in this city before a few times, but dark it totally looked different as it does when he visited it with his parents. And also, he never really thought, when he had one of his rare visits, that one day he better should know the city.
In the distance he heard the siren of police and when he passed a garden, a dog barked.
Jake´s feeling said him, that it had be much over midnight, when he came to a small park were he decided to stay.
He laid down under a huge tree and got into his sleeping bag, putting the rest of his things deep in his sleeping bag, so nobody, also this part of the city didn´t seem like it would be possible, would take it.
A fresh wind began to blow and also he was more tired then he, as far he could remember, ever was before.
He thought for his home. Tomorrow, his parents would discover his note. He didn´t want to think about how they would react. Perhaps they would be shocked, but all in all they should be happy, so they had one kid minus around, and his siblings just could be happy to have one person minus to fight with.
Tired Jake felt asleep on the grass.
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He woke up a few hours later, the birds singing in the trees and the sun shining brightly.
He was tired, like he just slept a few minutes, his arms and legs and particularly his back hurt. It was cold, a little of morning fog laid on the ground and the air smelt fresh.
Jake was hungry. After making his sleeping bag finish he ate one of his apples, a little bit of the toast and drunk almost the whole bottle of orange juice, looked around if nobody was there and went for doing his morning toilet. Then he stood up and didn´t know what to do.
He was free, he didn´t has to went to school, he had no obligations, nothing. He just stood there and wondered what was coming next. He heard voices a few meters around, turned in panic and saw a few men, drunken and laughing loud.
Jakes heart beat faster. He took his things an went fast away, looking behind every six steps he did, if they followed him, but they didn´t and after a few minutes he sat down on a bank and breathed slowly.
He asked himself if the police would search for him. Of cause they would, also if his parents wouldn´t ask for, what, so Jake thought, would be unlikely, they did when Mark ran away, too, his school would recognize and call the police. And in a few days, the whole police of Illinois would be able to see his face on their computers.
But he didn´t want to go back, or to be brought home. He just wanted to stay away, because he thought it would be the best for all of them. It wouldn´t hurt him and it would be better for his family, too, because if he was honest, there wasn´t one of them who really wanted him to be there.
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Lost in his thoughts, Jake didn´t recognize that the drunken men, had followed him. Now, they where just a few meters away and called for him.
"He, little boy...what you´re do...doing here? Shou...shouldn´t you be with your mummy?"
The boy stood up, put his bag and went away, not running, but fast, but the men still followed.
"Perhaps you do..don´t have a mummy?" Jake was grabbed by one of them at his jacket.
"That´s my own thing", Jake said. "Leave me alone."
"Perhaps we should do that, Stevie", another man said. "He´s just a stupid boy."
"Yeah, but per...perhaps", the man named Stevie said, "he has got some money for alcohol?"
"No, I don´t", Jake said, realizing too late that this was his fault.
The other man said, "I don´t think so" and grabbed for Jakes bag, than he looked in it, while Stevie and another man, which smelled very strange, hold Jake tight at their sides.
Helplessly Jake had to watch how the man throw the content of his bag on the ground and searched for money. When he didn´t found, he hit Jake hart into his stomach.
It hurt very bad. Jake bent and moaned. After hitting Jake a second time, he searched for the money in Jakes jacket and of cause he found all of the money Jake brought with him, it was his whole pocket money, he saved it and now he had almost fifty dollars.
"Give it back!", Jake screamed and grabbed for the man´s arm, but another one threw him to the on hardly on his back, Jake couldn´t breath for a few seconds and when he was able to get up, the men have gone, not without taking his skate board with them.
Jake cursed and started to cry. The men took all his money, not leaving a cent. Now he had nothing accept for his few clothes and the food, laying on the dirty ground.
It wasn´t much food, so that it would be over tomorrow or the day after. With tears in his eyes, Jake knelt on the floor and collected all his things and put it in his bag. His bottle of juice had been broken and the toast was on the floor, now uneatable, since the men stepped on it, when they went away.
Jake stood up and sighed. How could he just be so stupid to run away?
He was a fifteen year old boy, just owning a little bit of food and a few clothes, who stood alone in a city he couldn´t really remember.
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