Parents...dead. Bff...knows. Neighbors...calling. Layna...running. Layna, the sweet 18 year old, ran all the way from Cincinnati to Kenton,Kentucky to her grandma. What was she running from...and what did her bff know...
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I'm running, away from all this. All this junk that started because of hatred. Jealousy. It's funny how one word means one thing, but can have a totally different effect. I trip over a few rocks and scrape my knee. I have to keep running, not let them catch me. I'm lucky I know my way to my grandma's house. I am running, sprinting there. It is going to take a few nights, from Cincinnati all the way to Kenton, Kentucky. A week at the absolute latest. Heck, like I care. I just want to run there, where no one knows, and start anew. Live with my grandparents, since my parents died. I would have to go there anyway. At least they don't know, and I can start all over again, with no hatred or jealousy.
