Dear Scott..

January 10 (Part 2)

It's been about 3 hours since I left a note for Megan and left completely from everything I've known. Is it bad I don't feel pain? I don't feel like I did anything wrong, everyone pushed me to the edge and I think I reacted the correct way. I am sitting here in the middle of the forest. I'm scared. I wish you were here with me.

I just got up and walked around a few minutes ago. It might not be as bad as it all may seem, all of this. It scares me that I think that though. I haven't answered my phone since I entered this frightening forest and I was putting it off for as long as I can manage. I know Megan is probably trying to call me and I can only imagine the lonely, disappointed look on her face when I don't answer once again. I don't want to imagine it anymore. I honestly have this hidden thought in the back of my mind that I am going insane. It keeps traveling towards the front of my mind and I keep pushing it back until I can manage it better? I mean I guess that's why I keep pushing it back. I have no other reason at this moment.

I want to go home! I've gotten voice mail after voice mail. Seven from Megan and even a few from my parents. I get the feeling that they are just trying to make themselves look like actually parents now, even though they haven't been for my whole life apparently. Just because one thing about me is somewhat different, I can't believe my parents reacted that way! Aren't parents supposed to be there for you and help you with all issues that were to come your way? Or was I just imagining such a concept that I couldn't even imagine happening at this point in time.

My mom's name showed up on my phone as I was looking through pictures I have posted before any of this shit had happened. I wondered if I should answer or not. It rang two times and then I pressed the answer button on my touchscreen phone. I don't know why I even happened because I am super pissed at her and my father, but it felt like the right thing to do at the time.

"Hello?" I studdered as I spoke quietly into the phone.

"Mitch! Where the hell are you? I went over to Megan's house and she showed me the note you wrote her. You ran away? You bitch!"

"Mom, this is exactly why I did. Leave me alone!"

"I am your mother and you do as I say, besides I don't have to listen to a faggot like you." That drew the line. I hung up, what else was I supposed to do? I had absolutely no idea whatsoever. However, something had to be done. That's when I decided to keep moving, as far as I can get away from my so called "mother."