

PrincessTara's Story 3I walked through the town, looking for any motels. There was none, but a room for rent. I only had $100 left, so I couldn't pay much; but I thought I could maybe get a small job. For what I know, my father would never look here for me, so what the heck? I'll see if the room is still avalible, and see if there are any job openings. I knocked on the maroon door, and an old lady came out. She looked as if she was about 67, wrinkles, like any older person, but a kind heart.PrincessTara's Story 3
"Yes my dear? What would you like?" She said in a gentle tone.
"Hello," I smiled, "I'm Kara. I was wondering, if that room was still for rent?"  


PrincessTara's story 2I ran to the neighbors back porch. I hid udnerneath it for a while, till my father was a few miles away. I knew he had gone to Cassi's house. I went to the town store, and got some food for the night. I slept in the playground, in a little tunnel. The next day I walked on for about 6 miles, ending up in some small town.PrincessTara's story 2


Princesstara's StoryThe house was silent. All I heard was the faint sound of the wind blowing. I took my bag next to me, and sliped on my shoes; for a quick escape. Maybe I should tell you why I'm going to escape tonight?Princesstara's Story
Well, when I was about 7 months old, my mother was murdered; in this very room. My father had abandoned us when I was born. But I had no idea he was abusive. My father was the one who killed my mother. I don't know why, but he did. So, ever since that night, I have been stuck with my father. When I disobey him, he slaps my cheek. It hurts so much. But tonight, it won't ever again. That's why I'm escaping; escaping from this horribl
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