I wake up with light shining in my eyes. I sit up straighter and take a look around. I let out a heavy sigh and lay my head on the steering wheel. What am I suppose to do now. I'm all alone and I dont even know where I am. I look over to the passenger seat and see my dads bag. As soon as I see it I think of him and start to cry again. How could I just leave him?
I sit and cry for what feels like hours. I am at a rest stop so I decide to go in and clean myself up and get dressed. I must look a mess. I grab my bag and walk into the rest stop. I look in the mirror and nod. "Yep Georgia. You officially look like crap." My hair is everywhere. I have blood all over my shirt and hands and my eyes are puffy and red.
I wash up, brush my hair, and throw it up into a pony tail. I go into a stall a
