Locked Away

Charlie walked quietly, as not the disturb her abusive parents. Charlie had planned this for days. Its the one day a week they sleep. She had planned everything down to the boobypin she used to pick the lock on her door. Charlie wanted to get away, far away as posibble. she creept down the stair silently. Then as she hit the last step a peircing alarm went off. Chalie dashed out the door and down to the car she had stolen the keys for, her once been car. A ford gt mustang with black side trim and purple in color.She reves the engine and takes off down the drive way and off into the big scary world.