Rory
Shame clog up my entire inside as I walked forward. I was on the verge but refused to give into the urge, not under the focus of the entire onlookers.
I shoved my hands in my pockets, head casted down as I kept on going.
I wasn't sure of how long it has seen since I got sent away by that angry woman. Has it been minutes? Hours? I wasn't sure, but one thing I was sure of, was that it felt like I'd faint any moment from now, having been walking and walking for a long while.
The sun was very bright in the shy and it was worsening my dehydrated state and making it harder for me to keep going, but it wasn't like I had any choice.
After some time, a little child ran up to me, small hands wrapping around my legs and my eyes widened as I peered down at the baby, mouth falling open.
