• It's been three months since I last seen my Mom and Dad . I miss my family . Sometimes I wonder what would of happened if I would of grabbed the fire extinguisher in time . Three months ago I got into a fight in school , my mom yelled at me , and I told her to go to h*** . The same night , a fire arouse in our house . The only reason I survived the tragitey was 'cuz my dog Lana woke me up in the middle of the night . After the incident , they took Lana away to the pound , and sent me to a foster home . I decided I spent to much time in this hell , so I took some food , water , mony , and clothes , and I ran away . I tracked down my dog , and released her from the prison . They thought of me like an ordinary kid . I'm not like anyone else . My instinct's are better , 'cuz im partly deaf , and partly blind . I use them as my weapon to sucess . With my dog by myside , I thought I could out last anything that crossed my path in Pennslyvania , but I was dead wrong . I became very ill , and started to starve from the lack of food . I lost most of my strength , but that did'nt stop me from finding a new goal , a place to stay . My name is Jeff Syler , im fourteen , and this is the never ending story , of my unforntunate , mistakin' life ......


    I coughed , and fell to the ground as I roamed the streets of a place I yet to know the name of . I puked my guts out . My dog , Lana , whimpered , and licked my face , trying to comfort me . I smiled , and scratched behind her droopy ear . I sat down on a sidewalk , and there I stay for the night . I could'nt sleep , which was no surprise , I coughed , and coughed , and thought about the rough life I have . I laid on the ground . By the way everything looked , it looked like it was about 10 'o clock at night . I sighed , and closed my eyes . A couple minutes later I heard the screeches of a girl . I startled me , and I sat up , my heart racing . My dog Lana woke up too , and started to bark as her hair raised , and made her look like she had a mo-hawk . I could barley seen in the distance , a girl , she was screaming somthing as a guy was holding her in a tight grasp . The teens looked as if they were around my age . The girl kept sreaming no , but the boy did'nt listen , he kept saying disgusting words . I decided I had enough of this . I knew this was my destiny , I felt courage build up , and anger , then , i unleashed my fury . I ran so fast , that my dog could'nt catch up with me . The boy had enoguh , pushed the girl to the ground , and pulled out a bat . I ran up to the boy , as he rasied the bat over his head , ready to swing at the girl , unknowning what he was in store for . I gave the teen a hard shove . He fell to the ground , and started to bleed . I howled , and my rage came out of my body , punch after punch , after punch , they boy had enough punsihment , and there he lay , he blacked out . I jumped off of him , and try to cool down , trying to remember why I attacked him again . The girl stood up , and poked me on the shoulder .
    "Hello?" The girl said . I turned around , in shock , and there she was . She had long brown hair , with brown eyes , she was about as tall as me , and she was fairly skinny .
    "Th-thank you." The girl said in a tiny , small voice . For the first time in three months , I actualy felt good about something , and I smiled real wide .
    "No problem." I said , I turned around , and walked away with my dog . I did'nt look back . I walked about a half a mile , and laid back down . That was the first night I actualy slept good . The next day , I continued my journey for a place where I was welcome . I had just enough money to eat for breakfast . After I finished my meal , I gave the scraps to my dog Lana . Lana is a carmal brown color , with floppy ears , and long fur . She is a realy weird dog , but I can always cound on her , and she is a weird mix of Chow Chow , and Beagle . Before I knew it , it was night time , andtrying to hold in my hunger , I found a nice restong spot . I shut my eyes , and tried to go to sleep . I woke up to a gun shot . Again , my dog Lana barked , and looked around to see where it was coming from . I closed my eyes , and let the sound of movement do the work of my eyes . I heard a noise from behind , me , and I turned around to see the same girl from yesterday . She looked like she was bleeding , and crying ..................................
    To Be Continued ...........................