Krissy runs away the next morning

Krissy woke early the next morning, the unfamiliar feeling of a hangover immediately reminding her of what had happened the night before.

Quickly grabbing her back pack, she jammed clean clothes into it, changed into clean jeans and a shirt, and grabbed her jacket as she rushed out of her room.

The house was still quiet. Undoubtedly, her drunk stepfather was still sleeping it off. Krissy stepped outside into the early morning and started walking briskly down the street of the trailer park she lived in.

Krissy knew she had to get out of town at any cost, but without and money in her pocket, she had no idea how she was going to get away from this place.

Where will she go?