July 15, 2008,
The night was cold and still when I decided to leave. All the captors left to their rooms after doing their final runs and slept soundly in their large, well furnished, clean rooms… makes me sick. For a few seconds I was actually thinking of killing each one of them in their rooms… god maybe I do belong here… but I need to figure out if my family is still out there and if they are, do they want me back? It doesn’t matter… I walked to the front glass automatic doors and threw a wooden chair from the waiting room right through them. I heard the sound of the glass shattering which only served as a starter gun for me. I ran through the still falling shards of glass, not bothered by the cuts in my skin, and did not look back. I was halfway down the dirt hill where the facility was perched on when I heard the alarms go off. The alarms were so loud… I was at least a half a mile away and my ears were still deafened by it’s incredible sound. (Continue)