*****authors note- hey guys I'm glad your reading my book sorry it sounds young at first I was barely 15 when I wrote the first half of this but I'm so happy to have people read it... Please comment and vote if you like it!
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I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift
Yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened before
This was the song that ran over and over in my head. Instead of saying move, I had always thought of it as run. It made more sense than move. Running applied to me more. I dare you to run, I dare you to run, I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor, I dare you to run, I dare you to run, like today never happened, today never happened before. Why didn't I just run? Just leave this town and never come back. I didn't want to be here. I didn't have any ties here. Besides my parents who were never home anyway, I didn't have any reason to stay. The bruises on my ribs and my arms didn't want me to stay. I had enough money to go, so why didn't I? Easy answer, my brother.
I had wondered what it would be like to leave and never come back. Never have to hide behind my clothes. Never have to wonder where my parents were. I couldn't leave my brother behind. He would not be ignored like I was my whole life. I would somehow find a way to raise him, but I had no idea how.
I walked to the ATM and withdrew $200, my parents wouldn't notice; they hadn't for two years now. This I did once every month, but twice this month. I also had gotten a job which was slowly making my stash grow. I didn't know how much I needed, but I had saved up since I was ten. Then at fourteen I really started to save; my brother was born. I stole money from my parents who were so rich they didn't even know. All of this I did in preparation. I wanted to run away, but I didn't have a good enough reason to until now. My ribs ached thinking about it.
I had saved up a total of seven thousand, one hundred, and six dollars. This I carefully put in my bag leaving a hundred to go in my purse. My parents were gone for the weekend, so I packed all my clothes and my essentials in the car along with Peyton's stuff. He was only four.
I had told him to put all the toys and things he wanted in a bag. I told him we were gonna leave mommy and daddy, and he hadn't even cared just asked me "Do I get to stay with you?" and he was okay. I had been his mother for so long. Even when my parents were home I still cooked and cleaned and tried to keep Peyton away from them. They hadn't notice that either.
Now as I walked from my car back to my house I stopped and stared. I stood there looking at it, and I didn't want any part of it. I wanted to get out and get out now.
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I Dare You to Run
Romance18 year old Emily runs away with her little brother. Her parents were never home and she had bruises that proved she shouldn't stay. It seemed like a good thing running away from her problems, but they came with her. Even though she finds love, Runn...