"Shoot"
I fumbled around my bag trying to find my phone.
"Whats wrong hunny" Sara asked.
"What oh nothing Sara just left my phone thats all"
I run home as fast as i can to avoid her questions
"Wait!!!" I slow down to let her catch up "you never bring your phone to school you're embarressed of it" well she was right who wouldn't be ashamed of a crappy flip screen phone at 13 years old when everyone else has iphones and samsung galaxys?
"Whats going on Claire?" She demanded
"Okay okay but DON'T TELL ANYONE "
She stares at me "what is it " she asks softly
"I'm running away"
"NO! you can't your 13 and you have an anazing family and you have me " her voice going softer and quieter "why"
"I'll tell you why "
My anger subsided as i said this next sentance
"Mums new boyfriend hits me
Im scared"
AUTHORS NOTE
i just wrote this short story for fun but i'm serious if you ever need anyone to talk to don't runaway you jist take all your troubles with u TALK TO SOMEONE if u want u can talk to me aswell i atchually stopped someone commiting suicide by talking to them over instagram (NO JOKE) do please just talk