An Addict’s Sacrifice

If word got to the wrong people in the shelter, I stood a high chance of getting stabbed for it.

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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.

Runaway Attempt #4 (Shutter Island)

I lay face down in the wet, decaying leaves and God knows what else underneath the trailer. I carefully controlled my heavy breathing; my body had ceased to shake from the cold. I knew I was hypothermic, but I had much more serious matters on my hands. I heard a car door slam and knew the … Continue reading Runaway Attempt #4 (Shutter Island)