its 4 days after my 'Dad' has been at the house and thats a good and a bad thing.
Good because he hasnt been here to beat me and bad because he has the keys to the kitchen so that means i havent eaten for 4 days.
But today is enough i cant take it no more no one derves to live like this, so i grab everything i will need to survive on the streets.
My blanket, bottle of water,7 different outfits, some gum,deodrant,my ipod which used to be my mums and £250 which i stole from my 'dad'.
i quickly climb out the window and jump onto the pavement and walk through the busy streets of london .
it feels like i have been walking for ages so i take a break and diceied to go to macdonals and buy a meal.
After i order i go and sit down enjoying the beautiful London view, But the i hear screaming at first i though someone was in trobble but then i see why everyone is screaming.
