To Live A Life Less Ordinary

       She awoke early and slid out of the bed. She dressed as quickly and as quietly as she could and climbed back into the bed. Amid the quietness, she waited for the rest of the house to wake from their slumbers. After lying there for what seemed to be a life time, she began to hear movement fom the other members of the house. Soon she heard the familiar sound of doors opening and closing, the noise of running water and the vague murmur of muted voices drifting upstairs.

       Her bag was packed and ready; all she needed now was for everybody to leave. Stealing a glance at the bedside clock, she realised that the time was slowly moving forward. moving to a time when they would be gone and she would be able to get away. Closing her eyes, she tried to control her breathing so as to appear to be still asleep. Calm down she told herself, just a few more minutes and they will be gone.

      The bedroom door slowly opened and as she lay there she could feel the panic in her beginning to rise. Then  after a minute or so the door closed just as quietly. It won't be long now. She heard the people downstairs making their final preparations and then she heard the front door open and close.Then the slamming of car doors and then to her grateful sound of a car engine starting and the noise of the gravel as the car sped down the driveway.

       Counting slowly to sixty and making a silent prayer that nothing had been forgotten, she went over in her mind the plans she had made for the immediate future. The time was now, freedom was close at hand, but she needed to move and move quickly just in case somebody had left something behind and came back. Heart pounding she grabbed her bag, was out of the bedroom and moving rapidly down the stairs two at a time. Halting at front door, she gently eased the front door open and peered outside. As she was about to leave the house she realised that she came close to forgetting one of the most important things she needed and turning back, she moved quickly into an adjacent room. Once she had obtained what she required, the girl looked again to see if the coast was clear. Seeing that there was nothing more to impede her, she ran down the drive and out onto the main road.

        Right or left she asked herself. Either way, but make a decision she told herself. Then the choice was taken out of her hands when a taxi came round the corner. Sticking out her hand she breathed a sigh of relief when the taxi came to a halt. Jumping in she told the driver to head to the station and to hurry because she was worried that she might miss her train.

     "Going somewher nice?" He asked, feeling lucky to get a job back to where he wanted to go. Getting only a grunt he decided being quiet was probably the best idea.

      Paying the driver, she walked into the station as calmly as she could and went straight up to the counter.

       "Could you tell me the time of the next train to London, please?" The girl asked the man behind the counter asked.

       "The next one leaves in ten minutes from platform 4"

       "A single then please."

      The train was already standing at the platform, so she boarded and picked a seat away from the platform.. She sat there nervously waiting for the train to begin to move After what seemed an eternity she began to feel the train to begin to pull away from the station.. Various people tried to talk to her, but she made it perfectly clear that conversation was something she wasn't interested in. She needed to think about what she was going to do when she got to London. She had a reasonable amount of money so the future didn't seem that bleak. Every time the carriage doors opened, she glanced up anxiously, frightened that she might have been followed. The nearer the train got to London , the mire the girl was able to relax.

    When the train reached its final destination, she picked up her bag and alighted from the train. Giving one last look round, but seeing only the faces of strangers hurrying about their business, she bought a paper and headed towards the cafe. Trying to find somewhere to live wasn't going to be as easy as she thought. Finding a job that paid cash in hand could be equally as difficult.