Keira

Keira been sat on the beach for a good few hours recalling the last weeks events. She ran away from home for a number of reasons. A bad dad, a absent mother, a spiteful little sister and a big brother who always seemed angry at her. After being the mother figure for the last six years and virtually no social life Keira had enough and just packed a bag and left without even a goodbye. She got a train to the nearest city with a beach which has been her resting place at night. Short of money and not willing to beg Keira got odds jobs around the area in exchange for a little cash or food. She was surviving and felt hopeful for the future. Yesterday started as a great day, she got to do washing up at a Italian restaurant for the lunchtime rush and earned enough for a brand new sleeping bag and a full bag of food. Just after sunset she was sat eating watching the waves, when a homeless man asked her for some, which being Keira she gave him. He did not thank her and instead decided he would take everything she had, which he did and left. Last night was the first time she cried since leaving home and Keira felt afraid. Despite feeling low she picks herself up and heads up the beach to see what today brings. She notices you cleaning up your backyard of your beachhouse and leans on your gate....