{°back•then°}•{°awake°}

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I wake up to the sound of people.
This time not screaming or slamming doors or anything. Just people finding their business outside.

I quickly get up out of the corner and bolt out of my room.
I know something is wrong.
I'm panicking.
I Sprint around my house opening every single door and calling for my mom.
But yet no Trace.

I slowly walk into the kitchen I look for my mom's shoes.
They're gone.
Then I go inside my mom's room and look into her closet.
Slowly
Putting the pieces together.
...
She's gone
But!
💡
...
I have an idea.
I'm going to run away. My mom did it so why can't I?.
But I need clothes.
I sigh to myself)
And walk slowly towards my room.
(Thoughts: That explains why I had such good sleep last night and I wasn't woken up by screaming or slamming doors.)
I get to my room put my old muddy boots on.
Then realize I don't have any clothes of my own besides this messed up stained oversized white t-shirt that I'm wearing.
I get an idea and I go to my mom's room and try to put together something to wear.
I get to my mom's room  and realize she has some clothes left over.
I take those and put them on.

Your outfit kind of looks like powder's. Lmao I'm not sure what to put 🤣🤣🤣

I'm getting ready to leave and this is what I bring: two knives, random glowing Rock things that I thought looked important, some bullets, and rope.
I put that all in a bag that is hung over my shoulder.

I open the door and take one final look at the house.
I take a deep breath and confidently walk out the door.
I know that it's dangerous out but I don't care at this point.

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End of {°back•then°}...
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