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My name is Emily, and I've been living on the streets for as long as I can remember. When I was a child, my parents got into a nasty fight, and they both ended up in the hospital with injuries that would never fully heal. They told me they were just getting some rest, but I knew it wasn't true. The nurses came by to check on us every now and then, and I remember watching them walk out of the room with those sad faces on their faces.
The days went by, and my parents got worse, not better. Eventually, the hospital ran out of money for them because there was no one left who could pay for them, so they just...left us behind like we were nothing to them. I was all alone in this world with no home to go back to, no family that cared about me. So, I did what any self-respecting street rat would do: I made my own way.
I found an old bike lying around and used it to scavenge for food. That's when I met Davey - he was another kid on the streets who had his parents die too. We started sticking together for safety reasons, but eventually, we realized that it was more than just about survival – we liked each other! We've been inseparable ever since. And today...today is a day like any other for us two, with our daily routine of scrounging up food and finding somewhere warm to sleep.
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