Abandoned (Open)
Rayla looked around the street, her mom and dad left her. Only 8 she held herself hopimg someone would find her. Tears in her eyes as she heaed someome approaching she sat on the stairs of the concret and held her knees to her chest. Playing eith her dirty shirt. She looked up as someone asked if she was okay. She backed away, no nobody could touch her. "No!" She yelled and slapped the hand.











