A/N; it has been a while since I have been able to watch ghost whisperer and this is my first fiction so be nice; constructive criticism is welcome; flames will be ignored.
Disclaimer; I do not own ghost whisperer
I was running; as for what from and where to I was not sure. I had been running for almost all of my life. It was an instinct for me. But at times like now I felt panicked. I got over my sudden fear and found a place on a park bench to sleep that night.
My name is Zarina. I live on my own; I ran away from home when I was eight, I am twelve now and I still don't know why I ran away for the first place. I live like any runaway; I get what food I can get by going to churches and such and I get water at water fountains at parks. I carry around a bag with two outfits for each season and some blankets. I thought my life was rather average f0r a runaway but that is about to change. I will soon discover why I ran away and why I am tormented with this fear.
Until then; everyone stay on alert. Anything could happen in this world.
Not the only one; coming soon