Just Breath

chapter 2

I finally made it town after a couple hours of walking. Daddy loved that we live in the boondocks. He always said he loved the privacy. God, I hate him. I have been saving money for a bus ticket since I was 13. Babysitting, cleaning people's homes, yard work, anything you can think of. I have racked up a pretty penny for just five years of saving. Enough to get a bus ticket, and live off until I find something permanent. I know this money won't last forever though. The faster I get out of here, and into the city, the better.

I got my ticket and boarded the bus. It wasn't too crowed. I recon people weren't travelling much at 11 o'clock on a Tuesday. Better for me, no one to bother me. I spent the ride listening to the woosh of the air on the window as the bus drove along. I have always loved long rides, it is so relaxing. I feel asleep a time or two. I knew I would have to get off of this bus, and onto another soon. Hopefully I will be able to find a motel until the next bus leaves tomorrow.

As the bus traveled the last our or so until we stop for the night, I compiled a mental list. Not like I can use the phone I don't have. First thought on mental list: Get a phone. I need to find a place to sleep for the night. Find something to eat for dinner, the cheaper the better. I need to nake sure I buy my ticket for tomorrow as soon as the bus stops. I also need to d9 some research on what kind of jobs I can find in the city, won't be able to do that until I get my phone.

I continued to think aimlessly until the bus finally stopped. I was nervous, I have to admit. As ready as I am to start a new life, it is still scary. All I have ever known is the life I left behind, an awful life nonetheless. What will I do with this freedom? Will daddy come looking for me? My breathing started picking up. No! No, Ev. Don't think about that. I'm not sure who is up there, in the sky, but I pray to whoever it is. 'Please give me strength,' as I walked off of the bus.