I threw the notebook back down on the bed in anger. I had hoped that the words that were in her head would go onto the paper in peace. But obviously, life isn't that easy. Never was. Never will be. The school was terrible and it was full of bullying. The orphanage was the worst of it all. Nobody came to adopt, and if someone stumbled upon here and decided to adopt, they would always pick the younger ones. And most of all I hated this life I was living. My life was full of ungrateful people who had made me miserable constantly. They had torn any last piece of gratitude and creativity from me. I knew what I needed to do. I packed anything that held any significance to me into a backpack and I wrote a small but impactful letter.
'Dear Mr and Mrs Wilson
I'm so sorry for what's happened. But I don't belong here, the others are always mean bullying me and you look straight past it, is it because I'm new? Is it because I don't know what I'm doing yet? Whatever it is I'm sick of it. So I've chosen decided and after a while of consideration, I'm leaving. I'm gone. And by the time you are reading this I have already left and have gotten far. There is a small gift on my bed so that you can remember me. You probably won't want to. The gift contains a necklace that I had made in my first week of school. I am so thankful for everything that you guys have given me. But as I said I'm sick of living like this.
Until the next time
Maddison (Wilson) Evans
I had waited a bit before leaving completely and what I had heard shook me the bone. There were cries for help, telling people to find me, that she knew me and that I would've waited for a reaction. And at that moment, I ran, I ran until my feet couldn't carry me. Then I ran more. I ran until I saw the city. Until I was off the country roads. I ran until the voices behind me turned from scream from the sadness of losing a child to muffled cries for help. By the time this was over I was in front of an abandoned building.
'I guess I could stay here for now.' I thought while looking up and down the abandoned apartment building. It could work. It won't be the best and certainly not very sanitary or clean. But it will have to do for the moment. Or for however long I have to stay hidden for.
The building itself wasn't in the best shape but it wasn't falling apart either which made me wonder. Why is it abandoned? There are plenty of other places that are far worse than this with people living in them. The inside was still in shape as well. The plants that scattered the hallways had died out and the wallpaper was torn at the edges. Some rooms were far worse than others. Some had been abandoned for months maybe years before the building itself was abandoned while others were almost in the same shape as before the abandonment. I had picked 56on the 5th floor. Altogether there were 10 floors. From this floor, I would be able to quickly make an escape from the back exits and be able to have full accessibility to the roof and the bottom floor. Little did I know, this would be the most useful thing in the world.
Setting up the room was a pain. It was the closest to each individual exit which was great and it was the cleanest on the whole floor with no easily accessible dead ends. But, the wallpaper was tearing. There was also no decent internet so I'm not able to check the news on my disappearance. I had to walk to the coffee shop down the road if I wanted to check the internet and even doing that was a pain. I doubted that the orphanage would want to make my disappearance public, the unwanted attention would be too much for them. Although the attention would be brought to the children there as well which could lead to adoption. I hadn't changed the room too much, I just washed the bed and cleaned the place.
For the first time, I wandered down the pathway and through the ally-ways that led to the coffee shop. It was only small but I heard reviews that it was one of the best around the area. There weren't many people inside and not that much noise either. I sat down at a table and ordered a hot chocolate. As I waited patiently, a man walked in. I couldn't see his features clearly but he was tall and towered over many of the employees. He must have seen me staring because he sat at the table closest to me. His eyes burning through the back of my head.
