"WHOOSH" the cars passed by, millions of them it seemed like,
But I had to pick the right one, I may hate my life but if I die I want it to be natural not forced.
An 18 wheeler pulled over, a slight big man asked me where I was going, I didn't know , but i did know it wasn't with him. He had a trucking hat on with a greasy grey tee shirt on and holy blue jeans with some kind of stains on them but I think it's best not to know what they were.
I sent him on his way.
What seemed like an hour and like twenty cars had passed. But I had finally saw the perfect one. It was a sleek black car and it had pulled over. The guy driving seemed like a person like me, an outcast.
He had blond hair and brown eyes withs green specks, they were beautiful , he looked like he was studying me quite hard also.
"Where are you headed?" the boy asked me.
"Anywhere away from here." I said shyly.
"Me too" he said smiling.
It started to rain. This was perfect he would HAVE to let me in now.
"How about you drive around with me for awhile?" he asked.
BINGO!
"Sure." I said willingly.
And off we went,no where in particular just somewhere, where there wasn't drama and hate.
His name was Payton.
His situation was a lot like mine.
Only one parent, a dad, who was always drunk or high getting busted every time and not to mention had at the least eight different kids with different moms.
He hated life everyone hated him, so he was running away.
We were running together.
*authors note*
Hey you guys! Umm. I'm like really tired to I'm gonna start writing again later so bye!
