• When on the run, most have no idea where they're or what they're doing, yet most still keep going...

    That night Amber said goodnight to her mother like she normally did except this time when she said "I love you" she wasn't sure if she really meant it.
    About a half-hour after her mother left her room, Amber prepared for her escape. First, she changed into some black clothes so she wouldn't get spotted if any one in the family woke up. Quietly, she packed up a suitcase with some changes of clothes, a thick blacket which thankfully she could roll up small enough to fit in the limited case, her cell phone charger just in case she actually found a place where she could charge it, and in her jean pockets she carried her cell phone, and all the money she had which was175.oo$in total. The she zipped closed her suitcase but left it there on the floor while she crept downstairs into the kitchen.
    She packed up about 2 weeks worth of food then quietly began walking back toward the stairs. Suddenly she heard a loud snore come from the living room and, startled, she dropped the bag of food. It fell to the floor with a loud "bang!" and Amber was worried that she might have woken up whoever was in the living room, asleep. Nobody came looking around or turned on the lights so she figured whoever was there hadn't woken up, but just to be sure, Amber silently tip-toed over the the door of the living room where she saw Carlos asleep on the couch.
    But, before heading back she stopped the closet that her parents never let her go into. Once when Amber was little, she had went into the closet and found a small stack of newspapers. She looked at the front page of the top paper and she remembered that there was a headline that in Mexico two little girls had gone missing at a hotel and that there were no leads as to where they might be. So she wuietly wnet over to the closet and silently opened the door. Sure enough, there was the stack of newpapers in the corner. It was pretty thin so she rolled them up and took them with her.
    Then, she quickly walked back to the staircase, picked up the bag and put the newpapers in it, then hurried up the stairs back to her room.
    Once she made it back safely and unseen, she put down the food and walked over to the window, opened it, then looked down. It was a 2 story house which meant a very high drop down. She walked over to her bed and striped off all the sheets and tied them together. After she pulled each knot and made sure they were each tight, she tied one end of the blanket-rope to the head-board of her bed then threw the rest out the window. After she double checked the knot on the head-board to make sure it was super tight, she dropped her suitcase out the window. Then, she gripped the blanket-rope and, climbed out the window.
    Skillfully, she carefully began lowering herself down the side of the two-story house. Once she was about half-way down, she heard a sound. A ripping sound.
    Amber looked up and saw that one of the bankets were tearing. Looking back down, she knew that the blanket-rope couldn't last long enough for her to reach the bottom safely. So, without a second thought, right when the blanket-rope was just hanging by a thread, Amber jumped.
    Her back hit the grassy lawn with a hard "thud!". Luckily, there was only minor damage done although Amber figured she would probobly end up with one or two bruises. Other than that, she had langed safely. Stiffly, she lifted herself up off the ground and got to her feet then, walked over to where he suitcase had landed the set it upright. Then she ran.
    She ran away from everything she thought she knew. What she thought was home was just a house. Who she thought was her family were just strangers. But, out of all these things and people the person she wanted to get away from the most was Amber. The person every thinks they know wasn't really her. And while she ran in the cover of night trying to get away from the fate she would have endured if she had stayed in the house she was running toward something as well.
    She was running toward her real family. She was running toward her real home. She was running toward herself. Most importantly she was running toward the answers.

    It was January and at 2:37 a.m. Amber couldn't do much or get anywhere. It was pretty cold out too. She stopped running and, although she was out of breath, she felt good. She decided that first she needed to find out where she needed to go, so she sat on a bus bench on the sidewalk to catch her breath and think for a while. From what she heard the parent say she knew that she was kidnapped in Mexico. Then, she remembered that her brothers ahd told her they had all went to Acapulco, Mexico on vacation and they stayed at a hotel called La Fiesta. She figured that she and her real parents were there at the time. Her brothers said that they went on January 4, 1994 and January 4th was her supposed "birthday". So, if she really was 16, that would mean that she was abducted when she was 2 years old.
    After thinking this information over she decided that she had to buy a plane ticket and go to Acapulco and go to the hotel to look for some clues that might help her find her real family. Unfortunately, 176$ wasn't enough money for a plane ticket. So, she decided, before she went anywhere she had to get a job to raise up some money. But, that would have to wait till morning, so Amber pulled the blanket so had packed out of her suitcase, shook it out and curled up on the bench. Instantely, she fell asleep; she had to rest up for whatever tommorow would bring.