Chpt. 2
                                                                              (chpt 2 is short)
~3 Months Later~

It was December 9, and it was two weeks till Christmas,  My birthday was on that day. I really never got to celebrate the holiday or my birthday. When i was younger, after my mother died, I alwayz wonderd why Santa stopped visting. My father had alwayz told me bc i was a bad girl for making mommy die. I alwayz thought it was my fault up until i was 12 when i had gone through some old papers saying that my mother had died of Cancer.

But that was in the past, It's 3 months later and iv managed to keep away from the cops ever finding me, i also managed to hitch hike from california to Orlando. Now i know what your thinking, a girl, 17 shouldn't be hitch hiking across the country. Well lucky me i didn't get rapped or any of that Crap.

Anwayz, right now it was below freezing, and im walking around the streets hopfully finding a warm place to stay....I pulled my ratted blue binie cap more down my forhead. I came to a stop at a cross walk waiting for the light to turn red. Finally when the light turned red i started crossing i was in the middle when a car came zooming around the corner i didnt see it ti'll it was a little to late. The last thing i remember is hearing the screeching of tires and and me getting hit.........