Draft

I hid behind the garbadge, waiting for the two cops to pass. Yep, I was in trouble. Theft. What? I had to survive somehow. Being homeless wasn't easy.

I looked at the old jeep in the parking lot, about 5 feet away. I waited until the cop car left, the sirens fading into the distance. One they left, I dashed to the Jeep, unlocked the door, and hopped in, setting the box of cereal on the floorboard and tear out of the lot before the cops come back.

Author Notes: I'll fix this after I sleep

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