Eva scrambled to pack her suitcase, trying her hardest not to wake up her sleeping family. She had plans to run away to Los Angeles and start a new life for herself. She couldn't take the abuse she was recieving from her stepfather anymore and she had enough of it. She zipped her bag up and went to a little cubby hole behind her dresser and took a big wad of cash and stuffed it in her back pants pocket. She grabbed her bag and quietly slipped out of the house. She walked to the bus stop, trying to keep the tears in her eyes from dropping out of her eye sockets.

Tonight was the night that Eva's life was going to change for the better. As she waited patiently for the bus, she sat at the bench, thoughts of what she had went through racing through her mind. After a good while of waiting, the bus pulled up in front of her and she got up, walking onto it. She paid the driver and went to the very back seat as the bus began to move. She looked out of the window and sighed heavily, the thoughts of her life going through her mind again. A wave of relief washed over her as the thought of her starting over ran through her mind.

She couldn't wait to get to LA and start over, not caring about anything else in the moment. She didn't have much except limited clothing, her phone, a small sum of cash and determination, but she was hopeful for the future that lied ahead of her.

Her eyelids drifted shut, eventually putting her in a deep sleep. In just an hour or so, she will wake up to her second chance, a new life without pain, sorrow and confinement.

And she was about ready.