"Okay, I won't be long!" Maybe she shouldn't run off with him but she didn't know what else she wanted to do. She just knew she didn't want to be here. Here was bad so why not take a chance and find a good place? She packed a few items but mostly her drawings, the pad and the crayons she used. She finished packing and hauled the bag onto her shoulder, wanting to try and handle it herself. She also had her light pen, neatly tucked away in her jacket.

"Eddie, can we leave my mom a note? Just that I'm okay. She's not good but she's not bad, I don't like when she cries." She didn't know if her mom would notice or come back but she hated the idea of her being sad because of her.