Mary's life.

They were coming, But.. Why? Mary thought she had shaken them when she ran threw the woods. Guess not. Ahead of her, she saw her little tree house. She ran straight for it. She climbed up the ladder and collapsed onto the wood floor and shut the entrance panel in a panic behind her. Mary was exhausted. She couldn’t take another step. Hoping that she lost the men, she laid on the floor. When all of a sudden.. *BANG* *BANG* *CRASH*

Mary screamed. As she looked around, she realized she was back in her bed. It was just another night mare. She has been having the weirdest nightmares lately. She was too scared to leave the "house". After all, she was an orphan. What if the police saw her and asked where her parents were? What would she say? She did not want to go live with a "Foster" family. She was too scared. She didn’t want to go live with strangers. She was completely capable of taking care of herself.

Marys parents were killed in a nuclear explosion. Of course, everyone in the whole building died. No one knew that they had a 9 year old daughter named Mary. Nor did they know that she was at school. When she got home that day, on the news, there was a list of names of people that had died in an explosion. "MELODY J TRUMAN; RICHARD S TRUMAN" danced across the screen. She couldn’t believe what she saw. She was devastated. God killed both of her parents. What was she to do?

Now Mary is 15, living off of the apple tree near her, and living in her tree house that she found when she was 7. She drank out of the pond that she lived by. Her location? The woods. She had a job, and a wonderful boyfriend. He didn’t know anything about Mary. All he knew was that he loved her. She was off to work now. Off to see her boyfriend, off to the same old routine, again and again.