The Runner

Chapter One- How It Began

My Day Hasn't Been the Best. My Parents getting divorced. That's just great for a girl my age in this generation. I'm already depressed as it is, why add more to it? I'm 16 years old and I am obbsessed with my hair. Just with coloring it. I bleached last month. I usually wear hoodies to cover my scars. I'm usually socially awkward. People aren't the best. Especially not guys. They don't even know i exist.

My parents have been married for 15 years. How could they just end it. I have 3 other siblings. I get bullied at school, and at home. 3 older brothers is the worst. Atleast I can fight for myslef. I always get beat up at school, and at home. It's horrible! The school's staff could care less about me. Kids can ho beat me up but when i fight back i get in trouble.

Well, I have thoughts of running away. Maybe I should. All I do anyway is just sit and think. I need adventure. Like my parents say "get out and be active". I'll be active. I'll run like I'm in a marathon. I always stare up at the poster on my wall from when I was little. "Hang In There!". With a little cat hanging on a clothing line. I can't hang any longer. Except for maybe by my throat and a stool knocked over next to my dead boy hanging there.

I explore alone. Sneaking out is what I mean. At around 12p.m. I crawl out my bedroom window and leap on the roof and jump down on the back yard wall. I would run and probably go and find some place with people who actually care. I never see them again but who cares.