Chapter 2: Stacy

In the neighboring city, Creatropolis, there lived a koala woman named Stacy Supil. She was 29-years-old, a nice animal, but she was a bit clumsy, and not very self-confident. And there was a reason for that, she lived with her father, Mr. Supil who abused her.

When her mother died when she was a kid, he was often angry, and took out his rage and aggression on her. He also abused her emotionally, because of her clumsiness saying how she couldn't even take a step without falling.

As a kid, whenever the police would come by she would always say that nothing happened, and she got injured from her clumsiness. She would've told the truth, but her father would threaten or manipulate her into lying.

He kept her on a short leash too, only letting her go to school as a minor, and now that she was an adult to work. Now that he was older he would just verbally abuse her, hit her with his cane, and treated her more like a servant than a daughter.

Stacy would've put him in a home years ago, but he paid the bills with his pension checks, and paid the down-payment on the apartment. Sure she had a job, but she was only a waitress, and didn't make that much.

Plus he demanded half of her paycheck. Mr. Supil had told her if she put him in a home he'd take his money with him, and not give her a dime. Plus, after years of abuse by him, Stacy was a bit frightened to stand up to her father.

But about a year ago, she decided that she had had enough of him, and hatched a plan to leave him. She'd been saving the tips she'd earn, and her half of the paychecks to buy a bus ticket away from Creatropolis, and get a new job.

Doing this gave her hope, and made her feel happy. The thought of being free from her father was a dream that would soon come true.

One morning she woke up in her apartment to the sound of her alarm clock. She turned it off, got out of bed, got cleaned up, and got dressed. She put on black sweatpants, a green t-shirt, and the matching jacket, flip flops, and put on her gold earrings.

Then she went into the kitchen, and started making breakfast. She put on coffee, and whipped up some oatmeal. Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching. Mr. Supil wearing brown pants, gray shirt, a blue bathrobe, slippers, and holding a cane came in.

"Uh, good morning Father." said Stacy.

"Ah, shut up, is breakfast ready?" he asked.

"Almost."

"Well hurry up, you know I like to eat oatmeal while I watch Good Morning Creatropolis."

And he went to the living room.

"Yes, Father."

And she went back to cooking. When she finished the oatmeal, she brought it to him in the living room.

"Here you go Father."

And she gave him a bowl of oatmeal.

Mr. Supil took the bowl, and ate a spoonful.

"What do you know, you made it right this time."

"Thanks, now I have to get dressed for work now."

"Fine, go."

She went to her room, and got out her waitress uniform. After she was all dressed she made sure her dad wasn't coming, and went to her closet. She pulled out a small box that had the money she saved in it, and counted the amount she had.

Her total was $134.98, it took a lot of work to get it, she had to make sure she didn't trip or fall at the restaurant, which was a challenge. But this was her ticket out so she had to try. She put the box back in its' hiding place, grabbed her purse and keys, and left the apartment.

As she walked to the bus stop, she looked around. It made her feel happy being outside in the fresh air, once she had her own place, she'd go out whenever she wanted, and keep the windows open.

On the bus ride there, she smiled to the animals that looked at her to show she was friendly. The second she got to her stop, she hurried to the restaurant, and got straight to work. She put on smile on her face

After getting today's work done, she would hopefully have enough money. As she rode the bus to the restaurant she thought about how it would feel to be free from her father. Even though she had been badly treated all her life the thought of a better life gave her hope.

The minute she got to the restaurant, she got right to work. All day she put on a happy face, worked hard, and was friendly to the customers. By the time her shift was over, she had gotten $20 in tips.

Stacy was so excited, this would be enough money. She told her boss that she quit, she was going to be moving away. Her boss took back her uniform and told her she'd be missed.

As she walked to her apartment, she tried to hide her excitement.

"Father, I'm home." she said, as she walked in.

"It's about time you got back. Get dinner started I'm starving." barked Mr. Supil.

"(Sighs), okay Father, what would you like?"

"Eucalyptus salad."

"But we don't have anymore eucalyptus leaves."

"Then go buy some."

"But.." she tried to say, but he hit her leg with her cane.

"Don't question me!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going."

She went out to the store, and bought a small bag of eucalyptus leaves, luckily they didn't cost that much. As she rode the bus home, she was thinking about where she would go. Looking out the window, she saw a billboard advertising a vacation in Calatonia.

Something suddenly clicked in her mind.

"That's it." she said.

Around midnight, Stacy was packing up all her stuff in her suitcase. She'd packed her clothes, toiletries, and other belongings, grabbed her money, put in her purse, and grabbed her jacket.

After making sure that her father was dead asleep, she slipped out the door, and left the apartment. She caught the bus to the bus depot, and went to buy a ticket.

"One ticket to Calatonia, please." she requested.

"That'll be $15." the clerk told her.

Stacy paid him, and he gave her a ticket. When the bus to Calatonia arrived, she got on, gave the driver her ticket, and took a seat. As soon as the bus drove off, a smile crept onto her face.

"I've dreamt of this moment for so long, now it's a reality." she whispered.

Using her jacket as a pillow, she went to sleep as the bus took her and other passengers away from Creatropolis.

That's chapter 2, plz review