The boy was in his teenage years and didn't seem to be any older than fourteen with jet-black hair and fearful brown eyes that looked like they'd been through hell and back."Thank you," I said gently, my hands rubbing my exposed arms to warm them up a little. The wind had picked up speed and most people had already gone inside to keep themselves warm.The boy scurried away, his old clothes a little damp from sweat, at least I thought it was. From the way he held himself, it almost seemed like he didn't want to offend me in any way. The boy started towards the house, his legs shaky as he staggered through the open field."Hey?" I called out, I wasn't sure why I couldn't let the young lad be, I watched as he halted, his shoulders stiffened in fear and uncertainty as he turned shakily to face me.With the help of the tree trunk, I pulled myself to my feet and started walking towards him but stopped when he took a step backward, his face wide with horror as he whimpered a little in disco
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