I ran to my bed and shoved my face into my pillow and started to yell and scream. I was thinking about running away bc i thought that they wouldn't care if i was gone or not. So I decided to pack my things. But when I was packing my things I kept running into pictures from the past and thinking about those good days the fun days the days when I actually had fun and my parents loved me but now they hate me.!!!
I decided to run away early in the morning befor they wake up. I was crying all night trying to cry my self to sleep.
But when I was about to fall asleep I saw something.
