I stuffed things into my backpack, hot tears were in my eyes.
Don’t think back. They treated you like trash, this is the best thing you can do.
I placed the ladder outside my window. Stepping down, I felt relieved. My foot touched the pavement, I ran fast. I didn’t see a stone and fell over. Red liquid started sinking through my leggings.
After limping to the train station, I took out coins and got a ticket to Gitsfield where I’ll be staying at Griffin’s house. When I arrived, someone shouted my name.
“Hi Griffin,” I said happily.