CHAPTER SEVEN

Avilla's pov When I moved to my auntie's house in a new town, I thought everything would be different from my old town and old life but there was no difference between here and there. I have been running from God knows what ever since I was a baby. My parents moved us from town to town claiming they were never one to settle in a place for far too long but as I grew up and I noticed most of t he things that were going on, it made them look crazy and more deranged as time passed by, they refused to tell me anything relating to our flight from what seemed like stable towns no matter how much she asked them. It was a little strange forBrowner when you have been doing the same thing for so long, you tend to follow the crowd. When her parents died a month ago, she was distraught for a while because she loved them despite their wiles, they were out exercising when they were mugged, the story didn't seem right because they wouldn't just kill two people in broad daylight and their body dragg