Jade woke up with a jolt as the reoccurring dream ended. It was the same thing every time, a dream filled with darkness and voices she assumed to be her parents, begging for help. She rubbed her eyes, finding them to be wet. She was startled at this, as she had never woken up crying before. She sat up in her bed and looked around. Her all to plain room felt different. She felt as though she was being watched, but she shook it off. She headed off into the kitchen, where her aunt had already started the eight o'clock news. Eight o'clock every morning she woke up since as long as she can remember.<br/><br/>Her aunt had always told her coffee could stunt her growth, but let her drink it anyway. "Morning, Jade" Her aunt said with a smile, handing her a cup of black coffee. "Morning.." She said groggily and took a sip of her coffee. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the delicious taste. Suddenly her head whipped up, hearing the news anchorman; "Chad Jones..." And the t.v clicked off. She turned around to see her aunt holding the t.v remote. "That's my dad's name.." She said angrily, "turn the T.v back on!" Her aunt looked at her, pitifully. "Your mother and father are gone. You've waited too long, it's time you let go." She turned around to tend to her burning eggs. Jade stood up, fuming."If you won't help me, then I'm on my own." She whispered to herself as she walked down the hall to her room. She closed her door and put her coffee down, otherwise she would have spilled it from shaking.<br/><br/>She opened her laptop and went to Google, after all, Google always has answers. She typed in her fathers name "Chad Jones" to find that he was the CEO of some fancy company in New York. New York? That's where they went? And they left her... She clicked on an image of him to find there actually was a stunning resemblance between Jade and Chad. Chad was fair skinned, and tall. How did she become so short? She found an address and quickly write it down. A crazy, unimaginable plan was forming in her head. But she thought she could pull it off. She was off to New York City. As quietly as possible, she packed everything she imagined she needed. She quietly climbed out the window, and ran. She felt free, for the first time ever. She laughed as she stretched her legs. She had no idea where she was running, and heard a loud honk of a car and immediately stopped, almost getting hit by a passing car.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath to calm herself down. She looked back and saw her little house. She wouldn't miss it. She thought of school, and compared it to here and New York. She grinned to herself and started walking to the train tracks. Yes, that's where she's go, and how she'd get there. It was the adventure she always dreamed of. She was finally getting out of this town, to find her parents. She arrived at the train tracks shortly after and asked around a bit. "E-excuse me," she said to a large man nervously, "But, how far do these trains go?" She gave him the 'puppy dog eyes' to sucker him into telling her. "As far as the east coast, madear." He glared. "Like New York?" She asked again.<br/><br/>He looked at her and she could see he was annoyed with her. "Yes. Now can I please get back to my job?" And quickly walked away. She sighed and looked at the train she'd be on. She didn't have any money and planned on sneaking on. She glanced around and headed for the train. Hoping no one would see her, she hopped on to where no one would see her. Being small had it's advantages, for she crawled into a small space and whispered, "New York, huh? Never thought I'd make it this far.."