free write 4-1-2013

Everything is going fine, everything is fine. maybe if I say that enough then it will actually become true thought Ellie Mayfire as she ran down the road from the home that she was escaping. She only had one small backpack across her back and another cross body bag stuffed full of her belongings. Her hair was cut short and died burnette, something she had done in five minutes the only five minutes she had spared before she was out the door and running down the street to where she had a bike hidden in the bushes from there she would bike to the local bus stop and then she would be gone forever. She looked at her watch, a little kids one she had bought for a dollar at the supermarket. Her husband had never allowed her to have a watch, to know what time of the day it was, she was only allowed to see the clock on the microwave to know when to cook his meals. To know when the house needed to be cleaned by. Slowly day by day, year by year, Ellie had saved enough money to run away. She had saved a total of one thousand dollars, enough to get somewhere new and make a new start, Ellie could even rent a small apartment; she just had to make it there alive first. Making the first check point, Ellie jumped on the bike her neighbor had given her and rode as quickly as she could down the road, she was quickly becoming tired though. Ellie had never been allowed to work out, Mac liked his women small, petite and unathletic. Once when he had found out that she had started doing pilates at home, he had beaten her, and locked her in the bathroom for three days. By then, Ellie was on the verges of starvation. He took her to the hospital and gave some excuse to explain away the bruises,  how skinny she was, the Hospital had wanted to put her in rehab but he said no.