The Runaway

I can't handle everyone telling me they're trying to help me when they're not. I'm also tired of everyone being concerned or feeling sorry for me. No one really cares about me. So let's see how they care so much when I'm gone. Maybe it'll open their eyes. Then mom will come home and see me instead of hiding out watching me.

I don't know where to go so I'll just hide behind buildings or trees making myself hidden until I figure out what way to go. Although it's getting chilly I feel like I'm on fire. I've never felt more free than I do right now.

Uh oh. Maybe I shouldn't have thought so highly of myself. I just realized that I have no idea how I'm going to survive. I need food and shelter. How can I provide all of this for myself? This was definitely a stupid idea to get myself into.

The only good thing about being on my own was realizing that I need the people in my life more than I want to admit, but that doesn't mean I'm going to give them all the credit. Now I just need to figure out which way I came which is hard considering I have no idea how long I've been walking and where exactly I started off.

Maybe if I walk in a circle I'll figure out how to get back? What am I saying? People figure out their lost when they walk in a circle. What good would that do to walk in a circle when I already know I'm lost? Huh, I'm getting frustrated and tired. Not to mention I'm freezing. Just great.