Jett

you do not remember your childhood and do not know how you managed to survive or who helped you. Being born at that time (as you remember), when the streets were no longer visible at least something living, you do not even know when your birthday and how many exact years you can read, write, calculate and so on (But do not remember who taught you this).

You spent the night on the roof of some old small house. In the morning, when you woke up and about to go down, you heard some kind of noise nearby. It alerted you. Youth, you headed for the source of sounds, and, turning around the corner, saw a disheveled guy who tried to get out of the wreckage that gave his leg.

The stranger aggressively, with subtle despair, whispered curses and mats under his breath, continuing to kick the fragments with another foot. Suddenly he groaned disappointedly and grabbed his head before collapsing his back to the ground. Your views met. He froze, staring at you like some kind of scarecrow.