I'm moving away.
Yeah, finally.
After all the shit I put mom through, after everything I had to do to keep us out of trouble. It's all over.
I don't feel like I thought I would.
I thought I would feel free, or relieved.
But I don't. I still feel like I'm running from something.
Im just overthinking it.
Everything's fine. I'm fine. Mom's fine.
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It's been about a week after the move. Nothing has happened so far. So I don't know what to expect.
This hotel room is very, musty. Not a surprise, but still. Maybe I was expecting something,, more?
It has checker print wallpaper and short night stands. There's a Bible in the drawer, like every hotel room. Everything seems to be normal. As normal as normal can be.
I lay down on the bed, not expecting much. It wasn't that comfortable but whatever. I feel the sheets, they're soft and pretty clean.
After a few minutes of steady breathing I get up and check the bathroom. I turn on the light and see a shower, toilet, sink, and bin. Nothing unnatural, just regular facilities.
I think it's time for a long shower.
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Once I get out and get dressed it's about dinner time. But before that, I put all my stuff up and my extra stuff under the bed. After that I slip my shoes on and head out the door.
I check my pocket to make sure I had the key. Fortunately, I did. Soon I ended up at the bus stop. Nicely enough I didn't have to wait for very long for the bus to arrive. Once the bus arrived I just payed for my ticket and I was on my way.
After I sit down I take out my phone. All the memories of back home come back to me. I took a few pictures of when I was coming here. Mainly of the sky and nice mountains I saw in the distance.
I then I check my texts. The last one I got was from my mom.
Mum: hey honey, I hope your doing good 😊 make sure you get something nice for dinner!
Me: okay mum, I love you <3 I'm heading to get dinner rn 🥰
He texted her back to make sure we wasn't so worried about him. She shouldn't be so worried but shes a mom, why wouldn't she?
I guess people just worry.
Including me.
I look out the window at the setting sun. It's both relaxing and nostalgic.
This was nice.
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Mystery / ThrillerThis is a story about a young man named Atticus. This is taking place while he is moving away from family and friends. No one fully understands why. There is many things being hidden under his false facade. But what? And why? You may not want to kno...
