Dear god,
I found a bus station today.
I bought a ticket to New York.
I'm on the bus now.
I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. It's been hard on the road.
I've lost a couple pounds. I'm broke.
I've been gone for 15 days.
I don't think he misses me.
I know I'm doing the right thing.
When I get to New York tomorrow I'm going to find a job.
I hope to get stable soon.
It's harder then I though it would be.
Love,
Bree
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The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Short StoryWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.