Chapter 1
Shelby
June19, 1999
Dear Diary,
It seems like I was gone and whom I was now lived in fear of him. I was so afraid at night that I would hold my breath, afraid I might see his shadow coming toward my room. I was so tried of being in fear of him that I saw no other chooses to get away from him, but to RUNAWAY tonight! When my mother, sister, and him were asleep. I packed my stuff and ready to leave when I remember that I promise myself that I would say good-bye to my sister. When I walked into her room, she was sound asleep. I kiss her on the on the forehead and slipped away into the night. I knew that leaving my sister with him was . . . dangerous, but I didn't want to think about it.
Why was I horrified of him? I didn't want to think about it or even talk about it. I just wanted to get a far distance away from him even if it means living on the street. I knew my mother knew something was going on but didn't want to believe it. Now that I'm going to make a living on the streets, I was going to have to found out how to make fast money to survive them. Which leave me with how?