My small body felt so broken, and the back of my head was in alot of pain. I stumbled out of the house, only the clothes on my back to take with me. I was past the point of return, and no one was going to gain my trust ever again. I was going to start over, it was all going to disappear. I would have a nice apartment; I would find a job.  A new life sounded like my cup of tea. It was time I got out of here and made a better life for myself-

                                 If only thats how my life had really continued.