I did what I've been too scared to do for my whole life. I ran. I ran from my abusive foster parents. I ran from the life I once had. I ran from all the terrible memories I knew I'd never be able to forget, no matter how hard I tried. I ran from what I once called home. Who am I, you might ask? Well my name is Layla, I'm a 16 year old girl but I'm not really the normal teenager like others my age. I don't fantasize about the #1 boy band or daydream about the hot guys in my school. I don't have time for any of those thoughts to run through my mind because my thoughts are too occupied by the question that haunts me day after day... Will I make it through the night to see the sunrise?
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