I was six years old, when I heard my parents screaming from the other room. I was taking care of my baby sister because my mom wouldnt care about me nor my baby sister. My parents were alcoholics and they would abuse each other as it was a daily thing to do.
I was going to run away far from here with my baby sister. I packed our things such as, diapers, clothing, food, lotions, ect.. I knew my mom had a safe in the basement which keeps a bunch of money. (by a bunch i mean millions and billions.) I put all the money in my bag . A seperate bag from my clothing. I wrote a note that said:
Dear Mom and Dad,
Me and my sisster (sister) leave (left) the houhs (house). We are tiirud (tired) of you buth (both) fiting (fighting). We tell you nut (not) to tell police. Bi ( Bye)
I read the note again and again and again. I taped it to my parents door silently. And grabbed the 3 suitcases and the baby. Then our adventure would start. We walked for many days and nights not knowing where we were, until we found a grassy area. I decided to sleep since it seemed late. I put out a blanket and put on the baby a jacket. We then both fell asleep.
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Forgotten (Luke Hemmings)
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