Away

I walk up the stairs to my house, and see small red dots on the concrete. I kneel down to take a closer look. The red spots are wet. I put my finger onto one, and put it to my mouth. It tastes like. No. It... can't be. But it is. I can't do anything about it. Blood.

Eleanor is a lonely, bullied, 17 year old that comes from a poor home with her single mother. When she comes home from school one day to find her mother dead on the living room floor, Eleanor soon finds herself on the run with her two only friends from her dad, who walked out on her mother and her after Eleanor was born...