She heard stories of a town far away where Socs and Greasers lived. She just wondered if she left now could she make it and would she survive with her only company being her kid brother….
Story of Our Own
Prologue
Marissa shoved her clothes in a bag as she made plans for hopping on a train and getting out of her abusive home. She had enough and she couldn't let the same happen to her brother. Maybe she could find a job or a family to take in her brother while she continued hunting down a better life. As soon as either happened, she would come back for the three year old. Her mom was straight up plain mean. Any time things didn't go her way, Marissa was the target. Well, not anymore. She was about to leave when a small voice stopped her.
"Rissie?"
Marissa swore silently and turned to face Jonah with a soft smile.
"Don't worry Jonah...we're getting out of here. Tonight."
She finally decided on the top of her head. Her plans were now a big mess but she'd find a way. Nobody was going to be able to stop her. One way or another she was leaving.
Hey guys so I have been in a major writer's block for years. Im going to try and pick back up with a new story. Please tell me what you think!