Butterfinger and I, walked into the woods until it was dark and we had to rest.
"Wow, I cant believe we walked tht far!" said butterfinger on the topof her sigh. "Clara, are you okay?"
I had been walking for an hour, i knew my mom wouldn't even notice I was gone, and my father would come back from Germany to find that one of his kids have ran away,, I wasn't doing so well.
We sat in the stars together, and felt the cool breeze sweep our face, until we went to bed.*Back at Home*
*Knockign noise* "Honey, its me, mom. I know your mad at me, but you could at least talk." Mom opens the door, and calspes,"No, I lost one of my babies!" Her full wine glass drops to the floor, and stains my cotton candy pink rug. She cried on my door until she feel asleep.
The next morning she woke up, fixed my room, and left a plate of pancakes on my desk, that I didn't eat. "Hello 9-1-1, my daughter ran away, and I can't find her."- this is were everything turns from adventure, to life or death.
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Clara
Teen FictionA 12 year old named clara has discovers a secret that her parents never told her. She runs away in hopes of finding what she wants. Her parents didn't know about this so they send a search party. Will she find what she wants, or will her parents fin...