I don’t want to die!

"Keep calm", he thought. After all, nothing good would come from from panicking. He looked at the man again. He was wearing a silver and black suit, and black pants. He had silver hair, red eyes, and pale skin. Sage once again came to the conclusion that he was not homeless, and that he should not have approached the man. He stood there, sweating dispute how cold it was. The man asked him in a low but scary, deranged tone, "who are you?" and " he sent kids this time?" Sage was confused. First, he wondered how the man came to such a conclusion. He assumed that he thought they were sent to kill him. "What was the man talking about?" he thought. No one sent him here? He looked at the man. "Idiot," he thought. How could a seven year old orphan be an assassin. He suddenly felt the thud of something falling on his foot. It was the man's head. How awkward. The man, still holding the knife, was now passed out not on the snow, but his foot!! The man fainted, so at least he can live, right?! Sage kicked the man's head off of his feet and put him back into a sitting position. Sage took his sleeping sister and was about to leave. He turned back, making sure the man was really passed out. " the man leaning on the wall is so weak", he thought. He knew the man was an aristocrat. He stopped to think, perhaps he could get some money or a house as an award if he saved him. He put Rose on the man's stomach. He then took the knife out of the man's hand. " This could be sold for a lot of money" he thought, " though this might be stealing, it is not as expensive as his life." After that, he tied a rope around the man's arm, for safety reasons, and dragged the two of them to an abandoned house. He had to stop five times on the way to take a break. He put the man down on the floor and found some medicine balls, or what he thought was medicine balls in his pocket. He gave it to Rose, knowing that she would die if he gave no medicine. He waited for her to go to bed hoping to see her smile the next morning. Sage then ripped the clothing off of the man. He took off the man's buttons and used his clothing as a bandage. He applied the medicine on the gash, which was still bleeding, and tied the cloth around the wound. He dragged m him to the corner of the room, away from him and Rose. Sleepiness finally hit Sage. He was tired after such a long day. He moved next to Rose away from the window and held her hand to keep the both of them warm. He immediately passed out. Before he closed his eyes, he thought, "did I make the right choice?"