#intos

TW: Alcoholism, Death and emotional abuse

Josie always felt out of place in Huntsville. Her Parents, who were always drunk, seemed to never understand her issues with the small town, or why she threatened to run away and never come back. Despite her hate for her home town Josie was a good kid and a good student always excelling at most of her classes in school. She was also not one to shy away from people and still manage to have a good group of friends that made Huntsville a little more tolerable.

Josie knew from an early age that her only way out of Huntsville would be going to college. She also knew that meant she would have to save up for herself. Helping with chores around the house and sneaking an extra dollar from her parents wallet when she could. She had managed saved up quite a little stash of money. However a few days before her thirteenth birthday, she came home from school to find both her parents passed out in the living room with empty bottles of liquor everywhere, along with the box where she had hid her money. It was gone, all of it. Every last cent wasted on the one thing her parents loved more than their own child. Tired of her parents Vices she pack a small bag with clothes and necessities. She didn't even leave a note for her parents figuring they wouldn't care. Heading to the border of Huntsville in a cab she scrounged to pay for with some change in her bag. Anticipation rose as they approached the border, closer and closer. Josie almost had to do double take, realizing they had reentered the town. Josie asked the driver what his problem was, only to find out he was just as confused as she was. He tried once more and it was the same result back in Huntsville like she was stuck in a loop. She figured in was a sign and asked the cab driver to drop her back off at home. When she arrived her driveway was full off flashing lights. A sinking feeling rested in her stomach. In what felt like moving in slow motion she watched as a body bag on a Gurney was lead into an ambulance followed by her distraught father, Her Mother had died.

As the years went on Josie's home life only go worse, Her fathers Alcoholism caused him to loose his job, leaving Josie to start work at the library in town. With all chances of Collage off the table thanks to the monsters, the paradox and their financial struggles Josie only saw it fitting that she got a job anyway. It gave her a break from her fathers constant mouth and loud voice. He had always blamed her for her mothers death. Always saying that if she had never runaway her mother would still be alive. Josie often wondered how long her father had left to live, it wasn't long she would soon find out. Thanks to his constant benders her father found himself face to face with one of the monsters pretending to be his late wife. Her father being impaired by his drink approached the figure hopeful that his love had returned. The next morning Josie found him or what was left of him in their front yard. For the first time in Josie life she felt free, and she soon realized Huntsville wasn't the problem, it was her parents.