The train rumbles along the tracks as you pull yourself on top one of the cars, its faded industrial yellow paint glimmering in the sunrise.

You had done it. You had escaped your abusive old house. Your parents had already cancelled custody of you and not sent you to school, so you got out and never looked back, instead looking forward to an ideal future.

You already had a plan: find somewhere to live and get an education. Though a little voice in the back of your mind that you just couldn’t get to shut up told you, that the next town from the one you were passing through, that’s where you would find a family. A real family. Somewhere where touch wouldn’t be aggressive, somewhere where you could learn to rely on others, just somewhere to finally belong.

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“So it’s settled, then?” Daisy asked, standing up from the dining room table. “We’ll go get another kid?”

Charolette looked nervous, but excited at the prospect of having a sibling, even if it was an adopted one. Guest 1337 nodded, standing up as well and pushing his chair in. “Yeah. We can go to an adoption shelter tomorrow and find one we like.” Daisy laughed with a “don’t say that, idiot!” And a gentle scolding punch to her war veteran husband’s shoulder.

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You hopped off the train, before realizing oh shit, wrong town, and hopping right back on. As you rode past, watching houses and buildings make their way by, you clutched your small bag tighter, ready to hit the ground running on the next town.