Dear God, Why'd you Send me to a Host Club?

"Stop! Thief!"

I rolled my eyes.

Yeah, like I'm really going to listen to you, dumbass.

Why do you want this bread, anyway?

You can always go and buy some more!

Damn rich bastard

I was running away from this guy, for the sake of a full stomach.

You see, I broke into this guy's house to get some food.

And he came downstairs, looking to eat a midnight snack....

....and found me.

So, here we are.

Then there's the fact that I don't want to go to jail just for stealing a loaf of bread.

And trust me, if this guy catches me, he will involve the police.

And I'm not going to jail just because I'm hungry.

No, if I'm going to prison, it'll be for something serious.

Like murder, or something.

Anyway.

"When I catch you, the only place you'll be running to is jail!"

See? What'd I tell ya?

I cursed him under my breath.

But, soon I didn't have to worry about him, because I left him to eat my dust.

You see, I've had lots of practice at running away from situations, and he's just a fat old man.

The odds were against him from the start.

My legs were getting weak from having no energy to work with in the beginning, so I plopped down immediately.

In a plaza full of people.

They didn't notice me, anyway, so it didn't matter where I sat.

I quickly sent up a prayer to God, thanking him for the food and not letting me go to jail.

And, I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking that I'm such a hypocrite, right?

I mean, I just stole from someone!

My response is:

Hey! I'm poor and hungry, all right! Give me a break here!

Just because I don't have enough money to buy my own food doesn't make me a bad person!

And I could've robbed them blind!

But I didn't.

I only got what I needed, and took off.

I probably would've gotten some clothes, too, had he not busted me.

And I need some clothes.

Desperately.

I was on my second piece when I saw a free clothes opportunity.

A girl about my age (which reminds me, I'm fifteen, just so you know) walked out of a store with her arms full of bags of clothes. She set them onto a bench, and walked in to another store....

....leaving them unattended.

I smiled.

Free clothes!

I looked around, making sure no one was looking, and swiped two bags.

This went unnoticed.

Brilliant!

I jogged into an alleyway and switched out of my older, dirtier clothes and into a new outfit.

It fit me perfectly.

And I was only able to see this thanks to a soft, blue light coming from behind me....

Wait, what?

This is a deserted alley!

I turned around, and saw a blue, shimmering wall.

I walked towards is slowly, deliberating each step, until I was at a close enough distance to reach out and touch it.

Nothing happened.

I reached towards it, my palm outstretched.

And I was sucked in.