1 chapter 1

(' ') this means talking.

(**) This means thinking.

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The city is quiet this time of day , I like it. It's peaceful. There is little traffic, and you can hear the odd sound of a car echo as it travels through the concrete jungle known as Calgary.

*Mom thinks I am crazy that I go for walks at 4 a.m.* I muffle a laugh.

I noticed the sun begin to rise so I turn to head back. As I approach the old concrete building known as my home, I begin to feel an overwhelming sense of dread. I enter and climb the three flights of stairs, the old lights flicker and I can hear the baby in apartment #305 crying.

'Shit, she's high again', I mumble under my breath, they're going to take that baby away one day.

I continue down the hall and say a silent prayer that they are still asleep. I tip toe through the door and a movement in the kitchen startles me. I slowly enter the kitchen and realize it's my cat, Max, laying on the counter. His black head perks up and his green eyes stare indifferently at me. I go over and pet Max, I can hear my mom and the monster she calls her boyfriend snoring.

*Thank the gods that they are still asleep*

I quickly make myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and sneak to my room with Max in tow. I enter and close the door silently. Max curls up in my lap as I slowly eat my sandwich.

*Oh... I need to call Luke when I wake up, he said he had something for me, I wonder what it could be?*