Survivng pt 4

The kids have taken whatever they had. Chair legs, tables, locker doors, baseball bats, and rulers could be seen, bloodstained. The kids we're very trusting, though without the presence of an authority figure, there was much Anarchy. Lot's of cussing and drinking. I don't wish to go into more detail. The leader, an older kid, Gary let us sleep there in exchange for some food. The full night of rest was much needed. Though school would never serve as a permanent home (even if you got used to the rotten flesh and piss smell). We woke up the next morning, washed ourselves in the sinks., then went on our way.