So in 2011 I wrote a story and now about three years later, I decided to revise it. :) Please enjoy!

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Chpt.1

I hated how cold the mornings were and this day was no different. Slowly sitting up, I rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes as I kicked off my tattered blanket.

"Good morning." I told no one in particular. When it's just you alone in the woods, there's nothing much else to do.

Sometimes I wish that I could be like a Disney princess back when I was having a really good day and could watch movies. If I was a Disney princess, then when I woke up Birds could help me with my hair and the mice could show me how to do things and life would be a lot easier.

Unfortunately, I was not a Disney Princess. I was just a girl. A ten year old girl named Lyf.

I dunno why I had such a weird name, and why it was spelled with a Y rather than L-I-F-E. My family's weird, so I suppose they were just trying to be fancy when naming me. That, or they were just lazy.

Whatever the reasons it didn't matter. My name was Lyf and today, I was ten. The big one zero, double digits, two hands and all the fingers, etc.

I looked around the woods, and smiled at my makeshift tent. I made it out of blankets and plastic bags. I managed to pin the plastic bags to the blankets so when it rained, water couldn't leak through. I felt especially smart for figuring that. Aside from that I had multiple old clothes that I had found in bins on the streets that I could wear.

Sure, some of the clothing didn't exactly fit me, but I couldn't just run around being naked.

Looking at my structure in the woods, I couldn't help but smile. Was it dirty? Yes. Did it smell a bit? Yes. Did it collapse sometimes? Yes. But it was better than my old house with my mother. And since the walls were cloth, it didn't feel like they were closing in on me too much.

I was happy.

Grabbing a brush, I ran it through my wavy auburn hair to get out the knots and then I tied it into a pony tail to keep it out of my face and green eyes.

My stomach growled and I stood from my structure.

"I guess I should go get something to eat, huh." I murmured. I stretched a bit, knowing that if I ran without stretching I would cramp up and it'd hurt. I don't like getting hurt very much.

I then made sure that my sweatshirt was zipped up and my clothing was on as tight as possible. I then wiggled my bare toes. I've burned through too many shoes to count.

I started to run, but then tripped. I did that a lot since running took a lot to get used to.

In a blink of an eye, I was out of the woods and in the city.

I didn't like the city much since it was loud and busy and made me feel a bit cramped, but it did have a lot of supplies that I needed.

My stomach let out another growl and I frowned. The more I ran, the hungrier I seemed to get.

Now, I know that stealing is wrong, but it's okay. I saw Aladdin do it and he needed the food to survive, just like how I needed the food. Besides, I only took food that wasn't very expensive.

I watched as a man was serving hot dogs on the streets of the city, and without him noticing, I snatched one.

I even managed a packet of mustard, and I knew that I shouldn't have taken one, but it was my birthday. I had to celebrate somehow.

I devoured the hot dog quickly, sighing in content

"Mmmm." I hummed, sticking my hands in my pockets as I walked barefoot throughout the streets of the city.

I liked walking into the less populated parts because I made me feel less… bad. I can't really explain it, but when I feel to surrounded, my heart beat gets faster and I feel really scared.

I had to keep an eye out for my mother, though, if she were to see me, I could easily run away from her. Running away was much easier than trying to talk to her.

Especially since I'm a fast runner.

"Hey look! It's a homeless girl!" a boy shouted from an ally. He was around my age with some of his friends. If I would guess, I'd say that they were playing hooky.

"How do you know I'm homeless?" I questioned.

"Cuz you smell stinky and you have no shoes." Shouted the other one. I was used to having people make fun of me. I grew up with it.

"Get out of here! We don't want any homeless people in our neighborhood!" one of them exclaimed, throwing a bottle at me.

I dodged, and then I ran. I ran away from violence. I hated the idea of getting hurt by others.

I tripped a bit, but regained my composure and kept running. However, when I ran past a mirror, it felt weird. I got a weird feeling like I was getting tugged to the mirror.

I tried to keep running from the weird pull, but I had to give up. My stomach had nothing else to give me, making me feel dizzy and my feet were starting to hurt from running in place.

I was sucked completely into a mirror and then I ended up in a weird looking bubble-like contraption.

"Finally Flash! There is no chance of you being able to escape my cell. It's impossible! You are no match for me, and you will perish at the hands of MIRROR MASTER!" exclaimed a man wearing a goofy looking green hat and mask with an orange jump suit. He then realized that he caught the wrong person.

"Who are you?" he questioned.

"M-my name's Lyf." I informed, looking at the bubble uneasily since it was so small around me.

"How did you get in here?" he inquired, talking more to himself. He then made his way towards his computer. "I thought for sure that I picked up a supersonic velocity on my instruments." he pondered out loud.

"What's supersonic velocity?" I questioned.

"Basically moving very fast and… ugh. I'm talking to an eight year old." he grumbled pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Ten today." I stated, a little brighter since I remembered that it was my birthday again.

"Good for you." He said dryly. He looked at me, clearly puzzled as to what he should do. "Well… I suppose you'll make a good hostage." he shrugged.

"I wanna get out of this bubble thing though. It's… it's really close and I don't like it." I pouted.

"Well you have to deal with it." he stated and I frowned. I figured that maybe if I ran really fast, I could get out of the bubble and away from the weird man.

I quickly started to run, but it was no use. I was stuck.

"I did detect a supersonic velocity." Mirror Master said with a smile once I started to pant, out of breath and hungry. He then questioned, "What are you?"

"… a ten year old girl." I answered. He shook his head.

"How are you able to run so fast?"

"I dunno. I always could. Now could you let me go?" I questioned, tapping my foot impatiently. I really didn't feel comfortable in the bubble.

"I'm sorry my dear, but you are too powerful for me to do that." he grinned evilly. I sighed, feeling more anxious of my space.

"This birthday isn't going so well."