* *All chapters have been revised and edited, all text has been spaced out into paragraphs now ,and every chapter has been changed a little with new dialogue. Chapter 8 will come soon.*

"Your teacher called, she said you failed ANOTHER math test! I told your stupid ass if you didn't pass I would take your radio!" "Well maybe if you or mom helped me LIKE I ASKED I probably would've passed! I've tried asking other people in class but everyone thinks I'm stupid, and says I don't work hard enough for tutorials!" "They're all right, how do you not understand what's being taught to you? Why can't you be like the other kids that know what they're doing? If you were my kid you'd be smarter!" "I'm glad I didn't come from your nutsack! "Amora! Stop arguing with your father before I go up there and smack you!" I don't know why you care, you ignore me all the time!" "Alright enough! I'm sick of talking to you already, just go to your damn room!"

Amora Reed,a girl who lived in a small house in Nebraska with a little brother and her foster parents. She had black hair and brown eyes with a round face, she was going to be 16 in less than 3 months.

She wasn't too excited for her birthday or anything really. The most she would get would be a gift card, her foster parents didn't spoil her like they spoiled their son. They always went out to eat, he got wrapped gifts and sometimes a party. Amora had been living there for around 9 years, but she had wanted to leave for a while. She loved her brother but everyone else in her life was an entirely different story. When she moved in her foster parents took care of her, but even then her dad would get mad over various little things. By the time they actually had their own kid, Amora's mom started to act differently with her.

She guessed it's because her mom was finally able to give birth, she didn't want a kid that wasn't actually hers. Her dad also treated her differently but in a more violent way. Amora had bruises on some places of her body, some bruises that healed left behind marks. Her dad wouldn't just do this with her but sometimes his son. No matter what she did and how much she tried to do very little, he always had something to complain about.

Amora had a great bond with her foster brother though, despite her foster parents loving him more it wasn't his fault. He was the only person she had a real bond with and could be herself around. She just wished they had different people taking care of them, or she could at least leave and start a new life and then come back for her brother later.

That idea got her thinking, she laid in her bed thinking about it. Her foster parents didn't love her anymore, they only adopted her because they thought they couldn't have kids. She didn't have any friends to go to and talk about this, all the other kids would either bully her or ignore her thinking she was weird. If she left and made a life for herself she could possibly come back for her brother.

After staying in deep thought about her life, where she was, and what she was about to do, Amora decided to risk it all. She packed up some clothes, money, and other essentials to run away. "Fuck it." She quietly went into her room to pack everything she needed and about 1200 of saved up money in a big bag. When it was dark outside she took her foster moms car keys from the living room and walked into her brother's room.

"Toby, wake up." She whispered and shook him and then the bed for him to wake up. "Whaaaaaaaat? Dude it's 2 in the morning, what are you doing?" Tobias said annoyed but Amora shushed him. "Not so loud! I need to tell you something really important, and you CAN NOT go back and tell dad or mom." She whispered and he sat up looking confused. She sat down on the bed by his feet, "Look, this isn't gonna be easy and I'm not gonna sugarcoat this for you. I'm leaving home tonight, and I'm not coming back. But I don't want you to feel like I'm leaving you,I want to come back for you when you're older." Tobias looked at her confused, "How come you won't take me with you now?"

Amora scooted closer to Toby, "I don't have a lot of money with me, plus mom and dad are gonna miss you and will call the cops and say I kidnapped you. I promise, wherever I end up going I will try to write to you, okay?" Tobias started to cry and sniffle, "What if you can't come back?" Amora holds back her tears and keeps her voice as calm as possible. "I'll miss you,I really hope I can come back to see you. But if I can't, you were the best brother I ever had and I'll always remember the memories we made. Don't let mom or dad tell you I left because of you or anything like that, you know the truth." She reached forward and hugged Tobias really close to her as he was crying. He laid back down and Amora tucked him back into bed and moved the hair from his face, "I love you, Toby. Try to go back to sleep."

Amora quietly left and shut the door, she grabbed her bags, locked the front door and got in the car. Tears streamed down her face as she turned the key, so she popped a disc into the CD player to calm herself. Suddenly she seen the front door open from the rear view mirror and saw her foster mom step out. Amora stepped on the gas and drove away from her old home, before her mom could stop her. She knew about a town not too far away called Gatlin, maybe she could get some idea on where to go or just stay in there. She drove on for 4 hours before the car ran out of gas, luckily she was on a straight road and could see Gatlin in the distance.

She grabbed her things out of the car and started to walk, she could sense that someone was watching her in the cornfield next to the road. She just brushed it off thinking she was just sleep deprived or scared of how dark it was. She continued to walk for a few minutes but stopped when she heard a horn, she jumped and turned around to see a car. Amora ran into the cornfield to escape but she heard footsteps running towards her, she zigzagged through the cornfield trying to throw off her attacker but with no luck. She felt a hand grab her by the shoulder and bring her down, she looked up to see her foster dad.

"Why the fuck did you steal your moms car?! Did you just forget I had my own car and could follow you or are you that fucking stupid?" He had her pinned down and he slapped her, she tried to wriggle away as best as she could and yell for help but she couldn't escape. He took his belt off and started hitting her before he wrapped the belt around Amora's neck. "HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" She heard no response but felt the belt get tighter, her vision started to get darker, she was gonna die. She suddenly felt her foster dad pushed off of her, but didn't have the strength to get up and lost consciousness.