I hear people screaming, they are probably looking for me. “Need help?” says the voice to my left. I look up to see a really pretty blonde girl, about my age smiling at me, by what she is wearing, she is a patient like me. “Escaper?” I ask. She laughs. “You too?” I shake my head. She helps me start the car and we are on are way, just as the security sees us. “STOP THEM!” I hear one yell. I laugh, knowing they aren’t going to catch up to us. I look over at her, she is driving. She looks at me and smiles, “What’s your name?” “Chloe, yours?” “Emily” I smile and she looks back at the road. “Where you wanna go?” Emily asks me. “Well, I have to go home so I can remember, but I don’t know where home is” Emily laughs. “I know, you were born in Ohio and you’ve been traveling around America on some mission, I heard the doctors talking about you” I smile. “Ohio it is” I said. I turn on the radio to hear One Direction, You Don’t Know Your Beautiful. I gasp, “I love this song!!” Emily laughs, “Me too” I look back behind us, and lean over and whisper, “They’re following us” Emily’s smile, disappears, and looks back, “Crap” she says as she makes a sharp left turn. She looks back again and sure enough, there they are. “We have to get the hell out of here” She looks at me and adds, “Any ideas?” I smile, “The turnpike, it takes time to pay and stuff, he could pay and while they are paying get off and they won’t be able to find us.” She smiles, “You know for you having a concussion, you’re really smart. I smiled and thought about my dad. I miss him a lot. As we reach Virginia, I start to fall asleep.
‘Dad? Dad?!’ I scream into blackness. ‘Daddy?!’ Then I hear his voice, ‘My poor baby girl, what have they done to you? I told you not to look for me.’ He whispers into my ear. I look up and realize I’m on the floor. ‘DADDY! WHERE ARE YOU?’ I ask him. In reply he says, ‘Go home sweetheart, I don’t want you hurt anymore. You’re not safe anymore and neither is your brother. You have to go home’ I start to cry, ‘but daddy…’ I start, ‘GO! Before you get HURT AGAIN!’ He starts to raise his voice. Then I start coughing, I’M IN A FIRE! Finally, I pass out. I wake up outside the building I was in, with a fire fighter over me. ‘She’s awake!’ he yells.
As normal, I wake up with sweats and my body feels like it actually was in the fire. I look over at Emily who noticed me, and she smiles, “Bad dream?” I nod.
A/N: Sorry if this is crappy, I wrote this in like seventh grade. I never finished but I'm going to continue it and finish the story. c: Stay Beautiful xx
