When I woke up the next morning, I noticed it was 4:32 a.m. My feet had blisters from the heels. I decided this was my escape chance. On the way down the stairs, Nick, the butler, saw me.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Uh, getting water."
He just went back to his business. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I turned left, and simply walked out the door.
The alarms started blaring. I didn't even know alarms could come on from the inside. I sprinted as fast as I could. I climbed a tree as high as I could.
"Susana!" Nick yelled.
Then out came Britt.
"Where are you, darling?"
They called the police. When the police found me, I went up to Britt and slapped her.
"Ahh! I don't this little brat anymore!"
Yeah, alright take a brat from the girl's home I thought.
Ironically, I later found out that she ended up adopting Marilyn.
