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I catch my breath and take in what's just happened. I begin to cry quietly making sure mum can hear me. Fuck this I think to myself grabbing my hand bag from my wardrobe i grab my phone, clean clothes, my vape ,£20 and chuck it all in my bag.

Me: Im coming to your house I can't be here anymore.
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Great now my best friend hates me and I have no where to go. Fuck it anywheres better then here. I grab my bag and my coat that's to small for me because mum thinks I still fit in it and slowly open my door. I put one foot onto the landing and the floorboard creeks. I quickly tiptoe to the top of the stairs. I'm right outside of mums room, she's in there watching shameless probably,
*ding* i quickly silence my phone and see a notification from Facebook.
"Elle?" My mum shouts.
I stay quiet.
Just leg it i think to myself. I take a deep breathe and run down the stairs. I get to the door and the chains on i turn around to see mum running downstairs.
"Where do you think your going your grounded." She spits. I undo the chain.
"Out." I reply
She grabs my bag and rips it off my shoulder pulling me back.
"No you are not." She shouts
"Try stop me." I reply running out the door with no bag. She stood still.
"Where are you going with nothing? I've got your bag." She tells. I ignore her and carry on walking.

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