Chapter 7

I could feel my heart beating rapidly against my chest, it was almost painful against my sensitive ribs, but I ignored the pain as I watched my mum run back towards me. There were no suitcases left which meant she was coming back to get me. My hands shook at my side and my knees seemed to turn to jelly as I started walking so that I was meeting my mum half way.

As I stepped out into the cold night air, I couldn't help but breathe in deeply. The wind blew around me as the door slammed shut behind me. I knew that this could possibly be the last time that I saw the white house behind me and I didn't feel sad. There were so many memories in that house and most, if not all of those memories were bad. It had all been a nightmare.