Sarah McGillan

Sarah had been here for quit a while, and she had already gone crazy. The cell was one of the older ones, and Sarah could escape if she wished. Finally, Sarah had gotten tired of all of this. Sarah slipped into the bathroom of the cell, looking at the window perplexedly. Sighing, she grabbed the bar, rust had built on the bottom over the years. She yanked it silently, it came off quickly. Sarah managed to finish the bars, and removed the glass, setting it all into the sink. No one heard. Good. Sarah crawled to the space, noticing she was in the lesse guarded side of the prison. Good thing number two, it was night and police rarely turned on the lights Sarah grabbed the fencing, and began to climb as fast as she could. Ignoing the barbed wire, she threw herself on the other side.

FREEDOM!

Sarah tore off the orange jacket, only wearing a white shirt underneath, sprinting far. Running away from everything she could.