Runaway Attempt #1: Surviving Exposure

I ducked behind a car and watched, shaking from the cold.

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The ‘Christian’ Home for Teens (part 2) Escape Artist

I felt something sharp on the back of my neck. It was Jess, sitting directly behind me.

The Christian House for Teens (part 1) The Hazing

In spite of the open door and my nakedness, I wasn't going to look weak. I held her gaze. These people weren't going to break me after all I had already been through.

Runaway Attempt #3

I breathed in the cold Michigan air and whooped. It was a pretty sad celebration going from a dysfunctional home for teen girls to the streets on a cold fall night, but at that point, I took what I could get. I began to run.