p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" I ran and my mother came after me tears running down her cheeks. I had saw what happened and I was not coming back. Father was screaming and hitting mother telling her to be better; work harder.I ran to get away from a alcoholic and a worry-wart. A sinking feeling started to fall in my stomach. My mother would be stuck with my father./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" But I did not stop I ran, my long dark hair streamed behind me as I ran. Soon my legs were feeling like jelly from running. In my haste to run I forgot to bring anything, but me my clothes and my pocket change that I carry around.I looked around. There was no chance of father forgiving me, so no turning back.I realised that I would need to find shelter soon. The clouds started to turn gray. Soon I found a old house to stay in for awhile. But as luck always comes bad to me, someone opened the door and walked in. She was short with long blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She looked at me curious and slightly sad./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" "Hello" I say. I think of what I want to call myself, should I call myself. I decide that I would make a name up. "I'm Four."/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" I picked the name because I have four fears, Marcus, my father was so drunk that he had my fears tested. I now am not ashamed that I have four fears; Infact the sim has encouraged me to defy my father./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" Her stare falters and I truly observed her. Her build was small, but she looked as if nothing could defy her from what she wanted. Her neatness around the house proves that she was once in my section, Abnegation. There was some kind of animal on her collarbone, some kind of bird./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" "Hey, I'm.." I see hesitation in her eyes and voice. " Tris, I'm Tris. Hello, Four,"/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" Her eyes run over me and I shiver for some reason. I had just met this girl, but there was arora of some thing that dragged me to her. I like her, for some reason./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" But I did not stop I ran, my long dark hair streamed behind me as I ran. Soon my legs were feeling like jelly from running. In my haste to run I forgot to bring anything, but me my clothes and my pocket change that I carry around.I looked around. There was no chance of father forgiving me, so no turning back.I realised that I would need to find shelter soon. The clouds started to turn gray. Soon I found a old house to stay in for awhile. But as luck always comes bad to me, someone opened the door and walked in. She was short with long blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She looked at me curious and slightly sad./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" "Hello" I say. I think of what I want to call myself, should I call myself. I decide that I would make a name up. "I'm Four."/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" I picked the name because I have four fears, Marcus, my father was so drunk that he had my fears tested. I now am not ashamed that I have four fears; Infact the sim has encouraged me to defy my father./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" Her stare falters and I truly observed her. Her build was small, but she looked as if nothing could defy her from what she wanted. Her neatness around the house proves that she was once in my section, Abnegation. There was some kind of animal on her collarbone, some kind of bird./p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" "Hey, I'm.." I see hesitation in her eyes and voice. " Tris, I'm Tris. Hello, Four,"/p
p style="margin: 0px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;" Her eyes run over me and I shiver for some reason. I had just met this girl, but there was arora of some thing that dragged me to her. I like her, for some reason./p