Mental mess

Prologue

I will never forget that day. The day we left, the day we left our house, family and friends. We didn't even think about packing all our stuff, we just took what we needed to survive then we left. I remember how the rain was pouring down and we could barely see the road in front of us. But we didn't care we just needed to get away from there fast. And we knew we would never be able to come back to that place. We sat in the car for many hours only stopping when we had to. Everything felt hopeless, and the guilt was so overwhelming but we just kept going. After many hours in the car we finally stopped outside a motel in a new city, New York. Here I didn't know anyone and no one knew me. I liked the thought of that, it was new start and everyone in our little family needed that after what happened. I remember going to sleep that night feeling the guilt eating me from inside, this was all my fault...