Insanity

Chapter Seventeen

Today's Date: October 23, 2011

Dear Journal,

After two hours of listening to Janet talk my head off; we finally arrived in Salem. It was a nice town but I couldn't stay their much longer because I needed to get the fuck out of New Hampshire. We pulled up to this old gas station and I told her that I only lived a few blocks away and that I could walk the rest of the way and thanked her for everything she did for me.  We said our farewells and I started walking down the sidewalk; not knowing where I was going but I didn't want to get caught in a lie. This town seemed like a great place to live in for the "normal" citizens. Everyone just seems to think I have gone insane. Maybe, I have but I know the real me and I don't think I'm insane. I sound like a drug addict trying to admit that they have a problem. I'm glad their is nobody walking down the road or anything because I'm out here talking to myself. I clear my head and continue walking until I see woods up ahead so, I knew where I was going to be spending most of my day at. Maybe, I could find a highway and get lucky by catching a ride again but I don't want to jinx myself. I finally get to the starting point of the woods and take a deep breath before I start walking again. These woods were creepy during the day and I can only imagine what they would look like during the night. The woods wasn't as long as I thought they would be because I ended up in a park. I got some weird stares but I brushed them off and kept walking. I see a few people pulling out their cell phones and I start getting nervous. It could be nothing but I'm paranoid as fuck right now. The worst thoughts kept going through my head but I have to stay positive so, I try my best to knock them away and get the fuck out of this park. I reach the sidewalk and I start speed walking like I was in some type of fucking marathon. I end up walking for thirty minutes until I see this street sign that says "VERMONT MILES 242". I breathe and continue walking until I reach this back road and pray that someone will be generous enough to give me a ride. One hour later, I am still walking and no signs of any vehicles; I face the facts and realize I am on my own. I guess my luck ran out when I got here but I'm fine with that. I'm glad I got to meet Janet and have someone to talk to for a few hours. I decide to cut through some woods and reach this busy road so, I threw my thumb out and walked for about twenty minutes. A Jeep pulls up next to me and rolls the window down and asks where I'm going. I tell the man: "I'm heading to Vermont. Do you think you could give me a ride"? The man looks around and says: "Sure, I'm heading to Atlanta. Get in!" I say thank you and hop in the car. He tells me his name is Cameron and that he is visiting someone in Atlanta for a week. I told him my name and I told him I was heading to Vermont to see a sick relative. I know it's wrong to lie but I couldn't tell him that I was plotting on snapping my ex-bestfriends neck. It was silent for a few minutes then we started talking about life. We talked about that for majority of the ride and then switched it up to music, movies, cars, etc. He pulls up into my old hometown in Vermont and I thanked him and shook his hand. Now, I have to find somewhere to stay tonight and I know just the place to go. I walked through the woods to my old treehouse my dad built me when I was seven. I'll stay here tonight and look for Bryan tomorrow. I'm going to catch a few hours of sleep. I'll write some more later.

Until Next Time,

Vince.