I took the keys, clutching them to my chest. My eyes filled with tears as I took in my familiar living room for the last time, turning and walking out of the house. Hot tears pooled on my chin and I heaved sobs as I slid into the driver's seat of my moms old car; the one she was planning to give to my sister.

I backed out slowly, taking my time. My single story house became smaller and smaller as I turned out of the long driveway. Tears obscured my vision, but I hastily swiped them away with one hand, the other firmly gripping the wheel. 

In the rearview mirror, I saw a broken girl. I saw someone who had no one and nothing to hold onto. I saw someone with red rimming their once bright emerald eyes. I saw the person I used to be sinking beneath the person I had become.