Running From Everything

Introduction;

When I woke up this morning, I didn't know everything was going to change.
I didn't know everything I had worked so hard for was going to come to an erupt and crumbling end.

Everything seemed so normal.

I should probably give you some back ground on myself. This will make so much more sense.

My name is Kendra Hillz. I was physically and verbally abused at the hands of the man I'm supposed to call father. I have a older sister named Heather. She was never abused, but stood up for me when ever she could.

When i was 15, I ran away. I couldn't handle the abuse any longer. I had been walking aimleslessy for a few weeks when I ran into a man who took me in, seeing that I had nothing with me at all to survive on my own.

He's like the father i have always dreamed of. His name is Jerry Slater. I work for him, and what i do is give advice to people in the local newspaper.

I dont have my name published or take credit for the advoce because im scared that my real 'father' will find me.

I have always hoped my sister Heather will find me, but with each passing year, my hopes dwindle.

But a girl can only hope right?

I hurried into the building, as I was late. Traffic was horrible and slow. Again.

I glanced up and saw Aaron, he proof reads my writing, looking at me. Blushing, I ducked my head and entered my quiet office. It bugs me that i cant play music loudly in my office so i settle for listening to my ipod.

Humming to Here Comes The Hot-stepper, a letter was shoved under my office door.

I grabbed it and slowly read it.

The words it held, scared me more than i thought possible.