Hidden but Not Afraid

Chapter 1

      The train roared through the night as it went along it's tracks, and we could feel it vibrate through the town. I paused once I heard the whistle and knelt down to feel the ground shake. I had made my way to the door to set off for my journey to Grendshveck because it was known as being a place for freedom. I dwell on my journey for I know just how long it is going to be. It is located on the whole other side of the continent, which means I am not in for a short walk by any means. I worry myself that I cannot make it that far, I don't know if I will get tired or if my body will handle all of this. But I won't know unless I start, so along with that thought I make my first my way to the door. I know the hardest part of my journey will be leaving the things here. After I do that, I can completely detach from all of it and put it aside. Though I know it is impossible for me to ever go back to the capital unless I want to live in an iron four by four until the end of time, so I must stay hidden and start my journey.

     I close the door to my tiny one bedroom apartment and I lock it, even though I know I won't be back. I turn my hips and with all my might I throw the key for the door in the opposite direction. I know that it doesn't matter whatever happens with that key. My apartment still has all of my belongings besides what I could fit inside my small Adidas black backpack. Most of my pack is toiletries and food, I don't know when I will come across a market. With what room I have left I packed clothes so I can have at least two other sets. The issue is that it is going to be hard to wash my clothes along the way so I am trying to pack the most I can with what space I have. I tried to pack all dark colors that way it is hard to recognise me. I tried to alter the way I look as much as I could. I was such a bright and bubbly person before and my wardrobe reflected just that. I had the longest bleach blonde hair that was naturally sunkissed from being at the beach all day, everyday. I cried knowing I needed to dye and cut my hair, I loved my hair. It would flow in the wind. It was so beautiful. But, I know if I want to achieve my goal of being unrecognizable. So I had cut my hair to shoulders and dyed it black at least then it will be easier to clean and won't be heavy.

I made plans a few days previously with a group of other refugees all going in the same direction. We think it could be easier to travel together and combine resources. There are a lot of people that I don't know, that makes me nervous. I always try to get along with people, will these people like me, what will they be like? It is always a danger working with other people. Especially with a group of people that are fleeing as well, that means they have also committed bad crimes. All I know is we all are hiding together for the same reason, to never be found. I don't know how their crimes can compare to mine. I know it is safe to not tell anyone too much about myself. There is a don't say, don't ask policy. All I know is what I have done and just what I have done. If any one finds out I will be a disgrace, and they will turn me into the evil queen.