Short Story

         Jaya ran as fast as she could away from this place. Her place of pain and loneliness. She couldn't fathom her reasons for leaving, all she knew is that she had to get out. She had to run, run far away and just go. She knew once she left she could NOT come back to this wicked evil place. It had been the home she grew up in for her whole life. She knew nothing else, nothing from the outside world, but she knew once those men had come through the door her life would be changed forever.
         She didn't know it would be this drastic, this crazy. She played everything back in her head. The voices, the black coats, the screams. It had only been 30 minutes ago. "Will someone get the door?!" Jaya's mother screamed from the opposite side of the house. Jaya ran to get the door, she didn't want her mother getting anymore angry than she already was. "Hello child. Is your father home?" The first man to the right said. His voice was calm, yet scarily soft and hard, a chill ran up her spine as the men walked in with heavy footsteps. "Baby, don't worry these are your daddy's friends."
         Her mother said to her in a soft voice with a hint of regret hidden inside of it. "Hello Mr. Caravelli, we would like to talk to you." One of the men said. "Honey go to your room." Jaya's mom, Sarah said. She slowly walked to her room, straining her ears to hear the slightest part of their conversation. Once she heard noises and commotion she decided to come out of her room. As soon as she walked out of her room, her eyes caught sight of the horrible men and her parents. "RUN BABY! RUN AWAY NOW!" Jaya's mother yelled out. She heard the desperation in her mother's voice and knew their was nothing she could do. She ran into her room and locked the door. She threw everything in her sight into a duffel bag and snuck out the back and ran. She ran as far as she could. Just to get away.