The young woman jumped from one building onto another. It was an unbearably cold rainy night and she knew that she was running out of time. Life was becoming tough and the young Miya McAllen needed to do anything she could to survive in this harsh city. Wearing a purple hoodie and some black rain boots, along with jeans of course she saw what layed ahead of her. This was another jump from one building to another, farther than what she was trained to do. To her, there was no way out of this, her job needed to get done. She took a deep breath and backed up, getting ready for the leap. Within what felt like an instant, she jumped and reached her hands out for the ledge. She felt a yank on her arms-she had made it....barley. Her fingers were clenching onto the wet cement, desperately trying not to slip off, if it did, it would be sending the young girl to her death. Usually she would steal things from convenient stores just to get by leaving no evidence behind. This time though it was different, she decided that she was tired of living the street life. She wanted to get some money, just enough to get away from this miserable city. With that in her mind she was determined to either go big or go home.