Finding home

What if he finds me?

I walk onto the cold dense gravel road. I see signs, leading to an airport. I thought to myself "I need to get myself there." so I run down the street, I keep glancing behind me hoping Andrew won't be chasing after me. I finally whistle over a taxi. I open my box and their is $5000 dollars in there. Mum left it for me, so I can use it when I need to. in my box there was a passport aswell. so I hop into the taxi and the driver says to me "where ya headed." "The airport I reply". I go on my computer to find that I have picked up a hotspot. then the idea cones to me" I could find dad!" I search up Robert Mckenzie and all his information comes up. Then I see an address. 42 Park street Devonport, Melbourne, Australia. "I've never been to Australia". I thought but I have the money and my dads there. I finally get to the airport. I go to the check in desk. "one ticket to Australia please." I pay the lady at the desk and she ask me "any luggage?" "No just carry on". I reply. then she ask "return flight aswell?" "No I won't need it" I reply. I finally get on the plane. I can't believe I'm doing this. I have been locked in a windowless room for a year with only scraps and rations I eat. and now I'm on a plane to Australia! I'm glad I have finally gotten away from that shit hole of a place, gotten away from that shit hole of a person. I'm going to start a new life. I look out side the window of the airplane and I see the lights if the city shining up. I see clouds, the moon, dark skies. but it's so surreal to me. I'm free. But he is going to notice that I'm gone. He's not going to find me. But what if he does?