Runaway Child It was a dark October night. Halloween night, to be exact. The air was bitter cold, Autumn leaves tumbling to the ground. Beneath the mountains, the cries of a wolf could be heard. In the deepest part of the forest, sat a girl, huddled to keep herself warm, tears streaming down her face. She had jet black hair, and eyes of the darkest green. Beside her lay a black plastic bag filled with clothes. "Stupid Ellen, stupid Ellen", she whispered.