I was 4"11 I had brown hair that past my back. I was really shy. As I stood there with 2 bags I was planning running away I was tired of my family treating me like nothing
Flashback
My dad grabbed me I could smell the alcohol in his breath he turned me around I and beat me me all you could hear was me yelling in pain ,My bigger brother brother came in he pushed my dad off and then he started to beat me some more
It was about 4 years before my mom died she died from a car accident or that's so what I hear my dad say.
I was 18 I would be turning 19 tomorrow I was not sticking around for that.I ran as fast as I could as my wolf whimpered inside of me I wouldn't stop running I lived in Michigan I ran for 8 hours I stopped looked in my bag sandwich my bad had clothes shoes food and about $490.00 ask me about 3 or 4 weeks I like to shop a lot so I wasn't really sure if that would or not so my front pocket I had more I had at least $200 . I was so ready for this day to come.
