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During one of your days in your personal study you hear a knock at your door frame. You took your head phones off and looked over to see your father with a pipe in his hand smoking it.

"Dear, we need to talk about something." He says to you in his privileged accent.

"What is it father." You say to him

"We need to talk about marriage, your mother and I have found a fine young gentleman that we want you to marry." Father said sturnly while looking at you through his glasses.

"What? no father, I dont want to marry a man that I dont even know!" You screamed at him before you heard a response of no care.

"Its for the family dear, I hope you'll understand." He said swiftly and emotionlessly before walking out of the study.

This is the moment you were waiting for, a real reason to escape this horrible nightmare of a house. You always were thinking about it but never wanted to do it, that was to runaway.

Yes its very selfish of me to do, but I think 12 years of perfect grades and being told what to do will cover for that.

You wanted to feel freedom for once in your life.
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You went to find a nice apartment on a private browser so that you parents couldnt track you. Cashed out a shit ton of money for living expenses. You've already finished collage and wanted to find a job that you want to do and not live off of daddies money.

While packing you bags you feel some eyes on you, you look out your window to see a little boy looking at you through his window, you weave at him and continue your packing. After you pay for the apartment online you start paying for furnishing for your apartment, you plan on cashing out the money while on your way to your apartment. Luckily you have a car that you got for your 16th birthday, its a black convertable with blacked out windows.

Tommorow is the day of your escape from this hell hole.

After a long day of arguing with your parents, you write a note on a piece of paper and grab all your bags and start to open your window. You gentally get out of your window and start crawling off of the roof. You land swiftly off the roof and head into your car. You throw all your stuff in the back seat and head off to the neaerest bank. Once their you put 300,000 dollars onto your own personal bank account that you made.

You then went to a 24 hour gas station to get soem energy drinks that you NEED, some chips of your choosing, water, and some other things that you need.

Once paying you start to head off to your apartment in California.

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3:27 P.M.

You finally made it to your apartment complex, you parked in the parking lot to yoru apartment and went to get your keys to your apartment.

The lady at the counter was a older lady and had glasses on.

She gave you your keys and showed you to your room.

rules.

-Don't leave your keys in your apartment

-no pets

-enjoy your apartment

Thats what she told you, you settled in the bed room. You put your clothes into the dresser and put your bed together, you then threw some pillows and stuffed animals that you have with you. You pulled your flip phone out and looked through your contacts with your friends, sending pics of your room. They all were glad that your ok, and missed you. You were scared for what you were gonna do, job wise. You look online for job aplications and apply for the ones that make good money for them. You decied when you wake up that your going to go out to look for acting gigs, and do interviews for the jobs.

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6:07

You wake up in your bed and get dressed to go outside on the streets, until you feel suddenly intensly tired. You pull out your laptop again and start watching some netflix cds. The movie you picked was mean girls, and watched other random shit that you had.

You hadn't got a TV yet so you cant watch anything on your parents cable.

Its way fucking better than your past life with your parents though.

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