Attention!

Echo

Another night of me crying myself to sleep, the faint roar of my parents arguing in the background, rings in my ears. I'm about to drift off to sleep when i hear a loud, vicious clap. I ran as fast as i could down thr stairs, into the kitchen, to see my mother on the floor with a big red mark across her face, and my dad with a slip lip and a crooked nose. I ran right back upstairs into my room, grabbing my backpack and a handful of clothes, just piling them in and in. I hopped out of my second story window, and just ran, i ran and ran until my legs gave out. Scrounging in my pocket i pull out the 400 bucks that i had been saving and hopped on a train, not caring where it took me.

I arrived in New York, i didnt know where i was going, but i just walked and walked until i stumbled into a corner bar, taking a seat, i ordered a bourbon. 'Wow' i thought to myself realising what i was wearing, a superman shirt, plain black leggings, some beat up converse and my elvis necklace, with my hair tied into a messy bun. I was a mess.

I wasnt long before i felt a presence to my left, and then it was even shorter for him to strike up a conversation.