Paula and Adam had done nothing wrong. In fact, they always did the opposite. Adam was always known for standing up for what’s right, and Paula was the kindest young girl anyone had ever known. Adam had always taught Paula to treat people kindly, and they will be kind back to you. Why wasn’t the officer kind to us? She thought. Paula couldn't wrap her head around why people could hate another person just because they're different. She wondered if anyone really understood it. Paula grabbed the remains of food, clothes, and pictures of her deceased father, and she left that building forever.
Paula wandered the town she had grown up in for the past six years. She saw the street corner where her dad used to play ball with her. She saw the small bakery her father took her to lunch at every day after school. Everything around Paula reminded her of Adam. After walking for another hour, she realized that the only reason she tolerated this terrible place is because she was with her family. Yeah, it was a small family, but a small family was better than no family. The sun started to set; she laid down under a tree, kissed the picture of her dad, and she went to