January 20, 2022, 12:00 am
And, it's time. The beginning of my fourteenth birthday is already disastrous. My mom was giving me lectures all night about the 'illegalness of entering a crime scene' and all sorts of forbidden stuff. I'm already experiencing melancholy as of this and that's not a mood expected for my birthday. I even bet this would be the worst birthday ever, my mom has been infuriated at me for two days straight and I don't think there's any chance for her to be proud of me again.
I continue to recline down on my bed, after looking at the clock continuously. My family isn't at a good state right now, with mom not allowing me to go near Addilyn, Dad went on a flight to New York and Mom ... probably the cause of my frustration. At least my friends are the only ones I could look up to for my birthday, they texted me just now.
Autumn: Hey Lara! Happy 14th birthday!
Richard: Sorry about earlier, but anyways happy birthday!!
Abigail: Happy Birthday! Good luck at being 14!
Harper: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Alan: Congratulations on completing your first year as a teenager.
Maisie: You lived on earth for 14 years! Wow!
Jessie: Sending birthday wishes!
Other than them, I also have Aunt. Julia and my cousin Julie to look up to, but I don't think my mom would invite them, after her two days of angriness. Now I'm isolated, on my birthday, how amazing?
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My loneliness got on the nerves of me, it started to activate into agitation and irritation. I wanted to have a peaceful time, so my eagerness took the charge of me into becoming fire. My mind filled with flames, which slowly started burning me into some savage plan. I don't want to do it, I would never in a thousand years. But I have to, as my brain commands me to do so.
"I'm leaving this house," I mutter to myself as I proceed to grab all my necessities and squeeze them into my fifty-centimeter long bag. I seize my phone from the dressing table and unlock it with my passcode. I swipe my screen on my phone to the left and opened an application named WhatsApp. That's where I quickly text Maisie to tag along with me on my escape plan.
Hey Maisie! Wanna come with me on an escape plan? I'm going to Central Park.
And in split seconds, she replies.
Alright! See you there!
I don't think this is technically an escape plan since I'm just going to stay one night at Central Park. With that flying around my nerves, I was pretty excited to stay a night at Central Park with Maisie. I don't know if they allow camping there, but hopefully, they do.
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In an immediate action, I jump out of bed and sprint down the hallway, leading me to scroll down the stairs. I rush towards the door, like a cheetah and slowly press down the door handle. I pause when the door nearly opens.
What am I doing? Should I continue? Leave my family alone?
With those life-changing questions, anxiety hovers around every single bit of my body. I really want to leave the house, but at the same time, I will miss my family, especially when Dad is coming back today for my birthday. He has done nothing wrong and he has been the only one I've been bonding with a lot for the past two days. I really feel guilty, yet what's another option?
I can't help it; I just have to leave this house in split seconds.
And there we have it, the decision has been made. I pull the door open and immediately drift away from my house, just as I expected to do.
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A Journey, A Coincidence, A Memory
PrzygodoweThree young teens are on a mission to discover the truth. Is life really normal for them anymore? Or is their life going to have tons of ups and downs... including journeying in a cargo box!
