Along The Shadows

I slung my duffle bag over one shoulder. The open window in front of me seemed to question my choices."Everlyn , its not to late to turn back", it warned. Oh I'm certainly not turning back for sure.
I carefully stretched one leg out the open window. The cold breeze grasped my leg even though I was dressed in heavy layers. That didn't change my mind about running away though, I've done it six times already anyways.
Always running from something that I could never outrun. My fate. But at that time, right then I later realized I'd made the right choice. It brought me here, to my real home. My real home at Camp Half - Blood