Chapter 1
The yellow lines on the highway sped by in a blur,and we flew through the night,and we felt free. But we weren't, and we knew it. We were running away from something, and running away was never the path to freedom. I thought about telling John to turn back.
I thought about suggesting looking back. I've lived in this town my whole life, and most of the time that's fine by me. But in late fall when the sky fills with birds migrating south for the winter, traveling thousands of miles, I get homesick for places I've never been.
Perhaps it was a dream, she thought. Perhaps if she pinched herself, she would wake up. But she didn't want to wake up. She wanted to stay in this dream world where she felt comfortable ,unstoppable, and full of energy like she was able to imagine anything and she could do it without any difficulty whatsoever. This is where she felt at home.
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lost home
Mystery / ThrillerTwo teens running for freedom and for there lives.will they make it? In a village where they take kids from there mother's at birth and send them for training. There are two teenagers who make it out.... or do they.At least they think there free...
