My journey began three years ago at a crowded residential intersection
It was 4:15 AM, and I was sitting on a bus stop bench. I had $350 in my pocket, and my book bag was stuffed with clothes. At sixteen, I ran away from home. As I stepped onto the 5:00 bus, I didn't know it would be the last time I would see it.
I paid the 75 cent fare and went to my regular seat in the back. I didn't notice the man until it was too late, but he watched me. He even followed me to the little motel where I'd planned to stay. as I walked through the parking lot, I got the feeling I was being watched. When I looked behind me, no one was there. Puzzled, I turned back around, and met my death. That was the start of my new life, three years ago. Now, I'm searching for my killer.
It was 4:15 AM, and I was sitting on a bus stop bench. I had $350 in my pocket, and my book bag was stuffed with clothes. At sixteen, I ran away from home. As I stepped onto the 5:00 bus, I didn't know it would be the last time I would see it.
I paid the 75 cent fare and went to my regular seat in the back. I didn't notice the man until it was too late, but he watched me. He even followed me to the little motel where I'd planned to stay. as I walked through the parking lot, I got the feeling I was being watched. When I looked behind me, no one was there. Puzzled, I turned back around, and met my death. That was the start of my new life, three years ago. Now, I'm searching for my killer.
