Wanna be our new Kid Brother?

I began my walk to my "home." It was an empty lot in the middle of some rundown neighborhood. Nobody would bug me here. I'd be safe. There was an old rusty truck abandoned there. For the past three days I'd been sleeping in the bed of the truck with a few newspapers I dug out of the trash for blankets. Sure, it wasn't comfortable, but it could be worse. Much worse. (Ponyboy)