CHAPTER 8

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Taylors POV

After folding my clothes and grabing a few essentials such as snacks and water, I leave out the door. My phone continuously buzz and my heart pounds at the thought of running away.

"30 dollars and 20 cents i thought to myself. As I walk, my feet pounces against the pavement faster and faster. My running becomes the freedom I beg for.

The trees swave side to side as the clouds cover the sky. Finally I slow my pace and walk over to a train station.

"Henry County route was the first bus I saw. Quickly I buy a ticket.

"maam! Excuse me maam."

My heart begans to race as a man runs towards my way. "um ye, yes sir?" My voice tremble.

He hands me a piece of paper and my heart rate slows down. I close my eyes and thank him. I swipe my ticket and search for a seat.

The tears develop in my eyes and my head rests on the window. "i can do this" I say aloud as the bus pulls off.


3 hours later

The announcement comes on and I open my eyes. "Walton City is 20 minutes ahead." i've never heard of this city, but it sounds really interesting.


As the bus pulls up, I look out the window viewing a beautiful city. Pin trees, cloud flowers, arch birds... just beautiful. I feel a sense of comfort knowing that i'm far away from that place. I just really want to be alone. I push my way through the rest of the tourists and finally reach the bus ramp. "okay, I don't know where im going to go but im getting somewhere" I say aloud

"Have you ever heard of the sky building?"

I quickly jump at the voice of a young guy. He looks to be 18, maybe a little over 19. "sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I just overheard your voice and it sounded pretty desperate"

I feel a little sick to my stomach. im nervous, I never get nervous talking to a guy.

"that's a odd name for a building" I laugh.

He looks up and come closer to me. "you have a beautiful laugh" my smile fades away at the thought of my pain.. the reason im here.

bus 311 arrives.

"I have to go" I say picking up my bag and I smile at him. "but where are you going?" he asks with concern across his face.

"I'm not sure. maybe ill go to that place you talked about" He runs up and hugs me. it actually feels warm...like home. A home I've never had.

"see you soon" he says waving as I walk away I put my bags under the bus pattle. suddenly I hear a voice. screaming and I become afraid.

my heart stosps racing when I see the guy I met earlier running towards me.

"i forgot to ask of your name" I smile and say Taylor. he grabs my hand and kisses it. "nice to meet you Taylor, im the one and only Zenly Forn and you just got a ticket to my office." my smile grows big. "what office?"

Before he could talk, the bus driver honks and starts the bus. "i have to go"

I make my way back to the bus and pull out my bus card. in my pocket was a note. "how the heck did that get in there?" I swipe my card and find a seat next to an elderly woman whose hair was the color of an ocean. it look beautiful. didderent. "i love your hair" I say to her.

she puffs it out and smiles. "ive been growing this color since I was 14 years old she laughs. "wow that's crazy. can I touch it"

Her hair feels as if it had been made of silk and fluffy kittens.

"my mother came home to me wearing a white and blue wig one of my friends made. she nearly had a heart attack." I laugh at her expressions and the way she told her stories.

"whats she say " I asked

"she said that if I ever died hair in my life, shed shave my whole head bald"

sitting next to this woman gives me life! shes so full of energy and it makes me happy.

"guess what I did? she asks

"oh lord. please don't tell me you died your hair!"

"did I dye it...yes the question is, did she cut it off?"

we both laugh and I find myself becoming sleepy. 4 more hours to go I guess.





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