Yelling. All Marcus could hear, was the screaming sounds coming from his sister. It was a peaceful day, but those never last. He was quietly reading the one book his Foster Parents got him, which wasn't even that interesting.

Then, he could hear the yelling of his foster mother and the crying of his little sister. Marcus jumped up from his cold hard mattress and bolted down the stairs. There, stood his parent towering over the teary ten year old girl, staring down at her feet.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!" With that, there was the sound of shattering glass and bloody screams. His 'mother' has smashed a piece of glass on Haley, leaving her on the ground with a fresh, bloody cut on her cheek.

Anger filled Marcus, as he curled his fists into a ball. Everything went like a blur, but he found himself right next to the crying girl, while his mother was rubbing red her cheek. Marcus had punched her in the face.

He knew that in a matter of seconds, bad things would happen. Without think, Marcus held is sister's arm as they bolted out the door, running faster than he ever has before. In the distance behind them, he could hear the screaming lady cursing at them, but it didn't matter to him anymore.

They ran towards the city, hoping to catch a bus to take them as far away as possible, but where? Perhaps a school? A friend's house? No. Marcus had contacted one of his friends, who told him to go to a special camp about two cities over. He has no choice, but to trust them.