September 26th 2007.
I left.. I packed my bags, and walked straight out the front door. I didn't bother writing a note, or saying goodbye. I honesty thought they wouldn't notice I was gone. In all honesty, I was so damn scared to leave. To enter a cruel world, that was even harder than living with mark, but truthfully was it really? The first night wasn't that hard. I slept on the river bank, and chips that I stole from the store. Yes, it was wrong but I had to. The second night, was harder. I didn't eat, and I didn't sleep. I felt like someone was following me, or more that someone was telling me to, but who. Who would want me to go bak there? Who would want me to be endangered, to have to bare living with that monster? From then on it only got tougher. I lived on the river bank for about 3 months, and I barley ate. I lost a lot of weight, and developed sanitarian. Every noise I heard, I would freak out. I don't mean jumping like you do when watching a scary movie, I mean freaking out. I would go into a panic attack until I passed out. I would be so scared, that the noise was Mark coming to look for me. I was still like that even after 6 months.
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