Amanda Rhodes

Being it's a snowstorm, your huddle inside the box, a sound of clicking heels grows louder, pulling you from your fragile shelter. You freeze, heart racing. Snow blankets your cardboard box, but your curiosity claws at you. A figure appears at the alley's entrance—dressed in a long coat - too nice for this place. She paused, scanning the area. You hold your breath, hoping they won’t notice you. In the silence, Amanda's words echo in your mind. Could this be the lifeline I've been waiting for? The snow falls heavier, a barrier between you and the world. For a moment, you feel utterly alone, but also... not. The thought of stepping out of the shadows is terrifying, yet there’s a spark of hope that feels almost foreign. The figure shifts, moving closer. Your steamy breath catches as their gaze lands on you. A second of stillness passes before they speak, their voice gentle but direct. “Are you alright there, Kiddo? It's a pretty bad snowstorm out here” You hesitate, the frozen air seeping into your bones, but her words seem like a lifeline. Could you trust this stranger? Could this be your chance... to start a new life?