Kayla is a nameless orphan, who is being ill-treated by her foster family. She runs away, only to fall in the hands of other foster families, who treat her worse than ever. Kayla soon discovers she has a half-older sister, who betrayed her, but lived a life of misery. Kayla can't do anything but save Karen, or worse, become a slave.
"Um, excuse me??" I cried.
The girl blinked. "What are you doing here and why are you tied up?" She asked.
"I'm not telling you until you tell me your name!" I cried.
"Fine, I'm Karen. You?"
"I'm Kayla,"
Weird.
She looked a bit like me%u2026
Well there are a lot of people on this Earth with brown hair.
"I work here," Karen said and pursed her lips.
"Um, help me out of here!" I cried.
"I can't, because of Ms.Vicky's orders," she said and glared at me.
"No problem," I said and glared back.
Karen went out the door and shut it behind her.
I huffed.
Do people have to be so mean?
I hoped Sally and Serena found a way out and to save me.
What was I thinking?
I needed to save myself on my own!
I wriggled and wriggled. The ropes weren't looking that strong.
There was a knot tied at the end. I reached out with my tired hand and tried to pull it open. It came off!
I happily untied myself and quietly opened the door. It creaked.
There was a small window on the left. I tried it. It opened easily.
"Yes!"
