Since the accident, Sammy Waykels had been in and out of foster homes. Some houses lasted a long time others, not so much. And for the first couple years she had become mute, and couldn't talk to anyone. She couldn't get close to anybody. Everyone would just give up on being her friend before really giving her a chance. After a couple years she had learned how to talk to others again and got out of her shell little by little. And after 8 years, at the age of 16, Sammy decided to run away. Although, she wasn’t sure where she was going, she did know that she was getting out of that stupid house. She was getting out of New York.
The first thing she did was go to the house. She went to tell everyone that she was leaving for the library to study and that she’d be back by 10. She had been with this family for about 2 years now so they trusted her. She walked in the back door after getting out of the same black car she was picked up with everyday. This family was the owner of a large company and they had a lot of money and a very large house. Just as her real parents did. She went up to her room took everything out of her book bag and packed it with some clothing. She walked out of her room and down one of the double staircases into the grand room. Turned the corner, and quickly snatched $500 from her mother’s purse for food and emergencies. She then got back in the car and drove to the library.
As soon as the car drove out of sight, she left the library and walked to a bus station. This particular station was in downtown New York and was very, worn out. As you walked in the front entrance you saw 4 booths to get tickets. There were multiple old dirty glass doors in the back leading to the buses. The walls were painted an old faded green color - almost like the statue of liberty - that was peeling off the wall. There were seats to sit on in the middle and around the perimeter of the building. Although almost every single one was dirty or broken people were still sitting down. Sammy walked up to one of the booths and asked, “May I get a ticket to Dallas, Texas?” the old lady in the booth glanced up from the paper she was reading and hastily said, “Your I.D. please.” and pushed her hand out a slot in the booth. Sammy calmly reached into her backpack, and took out her licence, and reached out her hand to give it to the lady. The lady snatched it away from her read the card and tossed it on the counter and said, “One bus ticket to Dallas coming up, it’ll be $100.” Sammy took out her wallet and pulled out one of the 100 dollar bills and slid it under the slot. The lady passed her the ticket and said, “Good luck young lady, and have a safe trip.”
Sammy walked away from the booth and looked for the cleanest seat she could find. As she sat in the seat in the very back corner by the bus doors she read her bus ticket and she saw the leaving time was 6:30. She looked at the $20 track phone she bought on her way to the station and saw the time was 6:28. She stood up from her seat and started running out the doors into the cold fall night. She quickly looked around seeing only one bus with the lights on and rushed to it. She walked up the steps as the bus driver said, “Ticket please.” Sammy reached into her coat and handed the ticket to the man. He then asked, “So, what brings a pretty girl like you, to Texas on a dirty old bus?” “Oh you know just traveling, visiting family.” Sammy said as she slowly walked to the back to the bus. She waited till the bus left to lie down on the seats. Eventually she fell asleep, not thinking about how worried her family would be when she didn’t return not even looking back once.