12th November, 2005
2:34AM. She ran. She ran as fast as she could. Tears that ran down her face got mixed with the rain which was pouring down that day. The only sounds were that of the rain and the sound of her shoes into the countless puddles she stepped on. There were no cars and not a single alive species around. She didn't know where to go but anywhere was better than the prison she was in; the one she once called home.
Her body started producing lactic acid from all the running, making her sides and running extremely painful. She squezed her sides and continued to run for another fifteen minutes until she finally arrived at the train station. Still sobbing, she sat down on the closest floor that was under the train station roof. She sobbed and sobbed until she fell asleep hoping to dream; the only place where she could escape from all of her traumas and depression.
