I wake up the next day still wearing my pyjama pants , my harry potter shirt and my favourite fluffy , black hoodie. I lift myself off my bed and look at the corner where my bags are , I know I have to do this , my life will get worst if I don't. So I walk down stairs to get some breakfast and I see none other then my mother , standing at the stove , making breakfast for my stepfather. I walk to the lounge room not wanting to go near anyone in my house today and I plop onto the nearest couch
I wait a few minutes. I finally hear my mother walking up stairs so I take my chance and quickly walk to the kitchen and start making myself some toast. I just took my toast out of the toaster when I hear someone laugh behind me , I look up from the plate containing my toast and stare at the wall waiting for the laughter to cease and wondering how I didn't hear them coming down stairs. "Omg your joking right?" I hear my sister say , noticing she's on the phone , so I zone out her conversation and walk over to the fridge to grab butter before my toast gets to cold for the butter to melt properly.
I walk to the lounge room with my toast and sit back on the chair I was on waiting for my mother to exit the kitchen. As I finish my first slice I hear my sister come into the lounge room "oh I found her , call ya back later Liza" she said then hangs up and walks over to me , stopping right in front of my legs. "Why is your room all packed up?" She asks "why are talking to your fake , idiotic friend?" I say back mostly sarcastic but sounding like I'm serious , not looking up from my last slice of toast. My sister rolls her eyes and walks to the door "fine don't tell me , I'm sure mum and dad would know" she says walking out the door , I look up from my toast in shock
I quickly place the plate down and go to the front door when my family keeps stuff like car keys and change and when my stepfather keeps his wallet , exactly what I'm looking for , I quickly grab his wallet and pull out $300. Knowing that I'm running out of time , I close the wallet and shove the money into my pocket then run up into my room. I look around before going in incase I see anyone coming , I don't see anyone so I go into my room , pull the money out of my hoodie pocket and put it in the front pocket of my backpack
With my backpack on and my suitcase in hand , I go to the front door. Once I reach the front door I hear my stepfather yell "SAMANTHA , YOU LITTLE SHIT , WHERE ARE YOU" I grab the handle and walk out the door , closing it behind me and I walk away not knowing where I'll go now.
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Mystery Argument
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