All my bags were packed. I was showered and fully dressed. I wore a jet black down-filled parka, my neck bundled up in a navy blue scarf and a pair of dark jeans as my feet were stuffed into a pair of converse shoes. I picked up my bags heading for the door, but before I shut the door behind myself I turned, taking in one final look of my room. I couldn't believe I was leaving this place again. For most of my life these four walls had been everything. Back then I would have done anything to just to leave this place, I used to feel so trapped here. I felt like a prisoner. But in this moment I would have given anything for the option to stay. I didn't want to leave these four walls. I didn't want to go live in Alon.
But I didn't have a choice, did I?
I pulled the door shut before I
