It was five in the morning when Sinthea called me to remind me of my flight at the airport, or as I like to refer to it as the flight out of hell. Let me explain. My name is Ellianna, but most people just call me Ellie. The truth is I'm running away from a man named Samual Smith. Samual was a great guy in the beginning, but as time went on, he started to become distant. He started to stay out longer at work or would say he was out with guys. But everything changed when he started to come home either drunk, mad, or both. After a while of it happening, I went to work only for one of my coworkers to see the bruises. At first, she was going to report it until I told her I was leaving. This is the story of how I got out of hell and into heaven.