Small Town Girl

Quiet. Mom and dad were asleep, my bedside clock said 11:21. I looked over at my suitcase, packed and ready to go as soon as my parents left me alone. All my savings were in my purse, my jacket was on and my shoes were by the door. It was time to leave.

I stood, slipped on my shoes, tying them quickly. I moved towards the door, avoiding the squeaky board near the kitchen and slipping out the front door, locking it with the spare key that was hidden under the doormat. Then, I was running, suitcase in hand for the train station.

 

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