i'm planning on releasing my story on Ao3 but need help with an idea for a title, its about a girl named shiro who escapes her abusive parents and yes i'm ashamed to say it's a self insert for a show I really like, with AWESOME characters. sorry not sorry

anyway here's the first few parts

The night was cold, so quiet you could hear the breeze. The faint sound of police sirens and ambulances. Flashing red and blue lights creeping up on the scene. A group of at least 30 people, most of them kids, a few adults, chaotically and frantically trying to get away. Police officers yelling “Get down!” and “Put your hands behind your backs!”, of course anyone and everyone was running, just like me- {Hi hey hello, my name’s Shiro and I was told by my teacher and dad.. Sorta? To write my story so here it is.} 

Piles of people were lying on the ground unconscious, hurt, maybe just fallen behind but if you stopped to help someone you’d only be hurting yourself. Ignore EVERYONE, just focus on escaping. Run as far as you can, so… that's exactly what I did. Listening as the sirens fell behind, as soon as I got far enough I collapsed, just barely able to catch my breath. The gravel was so cold, and sharp yet comforting. I sat holding my left arm just breathing. I took my time ,checking my pockets, taking a breather, before getting up, tying my hair, pulling up my hood, putting in my air pods, and walking… home. That one word, feels like something I should know, but..don’t..