Chapter 11

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***Casey's POV****

I sat in a folding chair and watched Jamie as she fell back asleep. She was so pretty, even with bruises covering her face, and the bandage I had placed on her head after she was pushed down the stairs.

Why! why did they have to hurt her! what did she do! I wanted to kill them both for hurting her, but they were older and stronger and two of them and one of me. But I swear I'll get her out of here, they won't hurt her again. But how do I get her out I thought up a list of ways to get her out of here.

-call the police

-run away

-tell social services

Calling the police or telling social services would be the more sensible things to do but what was Going to happen after that, we'd provably just put us back in another bad foster home. So if Jamie wants to we'll run. More questions ran threw my head

Where would we go?

What will we do?

Will she even want to go?

Will they come looking for us?

Suddenly I had a great idea and couldn't wait for Jamie to wake up so I could tell her. But I was so anxious, what if she didn't want to run, it's a crazy idea I know, but it's better then where we are now.

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