Teen Runaway
@mywildflowcr
Dani shivered as she made her way down yet another dark street she was unfamiliar with, her heart pounding in her chest, she wasn’t quite sure what her plan had been when she had hitchhiked across the damn country but she knew it had been about wanting to create as much distance from home as she could. Here she could get lost in the crowd and keep her head down, plus it was fricking New York, maybe she’d be able to make something of herself. It was only her second night in the city and she definitely didn’t want to stay where she had stayed the night before so she had thought it best to try to power through the night and find somewhere to sleep during the day.
Her stomach growled incessantly and her legs ached from her hours for wandering, she hadn’t brought much with her but her backpack and guitar case were beginning to take a toll on her back. Her eyes scanning the street she sighed in relief as she spotted a bus stop bench, making her way over she let her body drop onto the seat, slipped her back pack and guitar case off and began to dig through her bag for the granola bar she was sure she had at the bottom, “Fuck!” she cursed in frustration, feeling the remnants of what had been a granola bar along the bottom of her bag, the bar had been crushed and was nothing more than crumbs now.
















