Sixteen: hungry, tired, and all alone. Sally left
that twisted home of her husband and isn't planning
on coming back. When she left she made a deal with herself to pull herself out of that abusive situation. One, two, three, four she was counting to stay on track of her thoughts. On the street boys howling at her; nothing new she thought. Five hundred dollars in her pocket and one purple hair dye. "Thank you, ma'am," said Sally to the cashier. She nods her head and Sally proceed to the bathroom. One, two, three, four she thought as she took down her medium length hair. Holding one purple bottle on the right hand and her hair on the left. Wanting to become a new person, having free will.
She was on a journey to find Esperanza and herself, to have a real home with a person that cares for her. I need a job thought Sally. OPEN AND HIRING read a sign at drug store called CVS. "You must be 16 or higher," said the manager. It's getting late, where will I stay today thought Sally. Behind the trash boarded up with cardboard. Goodnight world thought Sally in her uncomfortable sleeping position.
