Anette had next to nothing, save a back pack full of her clothes, a diary she'd kept, a little money she'd gotten from doing odd jobs around the place and what she had on now. And the back pack of course. She pulled out the slip of paper from her pocket with the address of the apartment of her friend Miya. She'd met her in the foster program and they'd become fast friends. When she knew she was going to get out, she asked if Miya would let her stay with her until she got a job and her own place. Thankfully, Miya said yes. So she walked on in the rain, getting soaked through but not having enough money to make cab fare.