Runaway

11

Today is the day I get out of the hospital. I'm preparing to be taken home. I put on some leggings and a white and black striped crop top. I was put in a wheelchair by a nurse and taken down to the front entrance. Down at the entrance I got to my crutches. And marley's mom greeted me there.

When we got to her house we had to sign in. Then the gates towards the large house opened and closed behind us. "This will be your room". She pointed to a circular room. With a queen sized bed in it and The walls were a very calm yellow colour.

I made my bed and unpacked my suitcases. Then I just stared at the ceiling for a hour. I hate this I feel like I'm starting over again. I have nothing I haven't even made friends at my new school yet.

I took my hair down. And had a shower I Hadn't had one for five days now . I'm grossed out just thinking about it. After my shower I blow dried my hair and put on some p.j's and watched movies on Netflix. Tomorrow is just gonna be great. Note my sarcasm

I get to school the next morning I'm getting dirty looks. People are whispering and giggling silently as I walk down the hallway. Then a really ditzy blonde girl runs into me. "Oh I'm terribly sorry". She said "hey what's your name. Talluhlah I answered . "Nice to meet you "! She shakes my hand firmly. "My name is Matilda", but you can call me Mitts". Well this can't be that bad I guess I can gain friends.

Awe crap. Late for class again. I mumbled as I sped down the hallway. All of the sudden I hear a voice. "Why do you care." Said a very punky girl. I stop and my jaw drops. Excuse me. I grunt. "You heard me" she said with a toothpick in her mouth. I quickly ran down the hallway. I was terrified she would punch me in the throat! She was so scary.

After class I ran into both of them. Mitilda and that punk starting a fist fight In The hallway. I tried to break it up but it didn't work. I just ended up suspended.

I started to walk to Tara's , and once again that man was back? This time without hesitation I ran the house was 8 blocks away there is no way I'm going to make it that far. I stopped for a breathe. But then I felt cold hands slide around my waist. I screamed and screamed. But it was no use, my mouth was covered with a cloth. And in a matter of seconds I was out.

I woke up and I was in a closet it was dark and i couldn't see i felt someone move. Who's there? I asked in a nervous tone. I heard whimpers coming from this person, it sounded like it was a girl. I'm terrified right now. I'm starting to feel like the walls are closing in on me.

I woke up in this room. I was on a cot, with a dirty blanket on me. It was fairly dark, but I could make out the sobbing girl across from me. What's wrong? I asked her in a concerned tone. "They hurt me?" She cried. I looked at her purple bruises.

I then heard 5 shots go through the door. One went through my shoulder.

I felt myself start to fade. All I saw was my own puddle of blood.