Travel

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I suggest you play "Wishful thinking," by BENEE. Its such a cute song and perfect for this chapter.

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THE CORNER of my lips tug upwards when I feel the flowers all around my legs. I've never seen something this beautiful. Already 4 hours on my walk, I'm seeing so many new things. I've never been happier in my life. Yesterday, my father said I was ready and he told almost everything. I'm not mad, as a kid I use to imagine why I my father did this to me. I came up with weirder theories. Even though my childhood had been hard, I had to find the beauty in everything. Not everybody could say they got to live in the woods and have the freedom to explore new area in the forest and see new creatures. I always knew that my life wasn't normal, I loved reading. Reading taught me more than anything. It was almost like I could experience a childhood through the characters.

I take off my backpack to get a jacket since it has gotten dark. It was currently 9:30 pm, and as my father always taught, I kept going forward.

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Around the time my heels of my foot feel like they're gonna fall off, I get to a concrete road. A very abandoned concrete road. Sighing, I kneeled down and rested my head. I ran out of snacks to eat. I decide that I need to sleep tonight. I think about what my parents would think. Father would be disappointed but Mamma would give me a small smile. She never had the guts to stand up to Father. I silently laugh, I don't have those guts either. Father wanted a boy, he wanted someone like him. I try, but I'm just like Momma. I fall in love with things right and left. Father thought I was weak. He might be right.

"Love is weakness, people will find and feed on your weakness," Father said.

"Daddy, please don't. Let me release him, I won't see him again," I try to reason with him. I loved Remi, she was the first friend I've ever had. I found her injured and without her mother fox. I never saw Remi after that, I know deep in my heart that my father wouldn't release him. He thought she would keep on coming back and he didn't believe in mercy. I use to try to convince myself that Father wouldn't have done that. 

I learned at age 7 not to show weakness to him. 

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