Charlotte
This was it I was escaping! Freedom! I could almost feel it. I owed Whitney big time and I felt a little guilt at not trusting Jesse. I thought back to Whitney. She was a nice girl, maybe I would see her around.
I stopped all my thoughts. Even as I tried to deny it, I had gotten attached. She was possibly the only person who had been nice to me here.
Maybe we could surviv this together. I tried to let this thought give me hope, but I knew it wouldn't happen. She would go off with her brother, and it would be too dangerous to stick together. We might draw attention to ourseleves and I definetly didn't want to come back here.
I sighed. I was going to be alone again. Normally this didn't bother me, but today I felt an overwelming sadness. Goodbye, Whitney, I thought, not allowing the it to travel to her.
