My Creative Writing

Running Away

It was time. She'd fought against it for so long. Charlie was tired of fighting the evil. She was finally ready to face her fears and let the darkness consume her. She had always felt it gnawing at her. She tried her best at keeping it together, but now it was time. Time to let go of it all. Her crappy life, her brother that loved her more than anything, and any sanity she had left. Her brother, Dean, would try to stop her, that was a given, but this time he would fail. She needed to let go. And he couldn't stop her. No one could. Charlie and her brother were currently staying in a motel room in Kansas City, Missouri. Dean was lying on his bed, fast asleep. Charlie got dressed quietly in the dark room. She pulled her boots and leather jacket their father had given her on and grabbed her bag. She snuck out of the room and climbed into a Mustang she found outside. She hot wired the Mustang and drove away, wanting to stay. Dean never saw her again.