Hey,
Today I went to the ocean after ages. I didn't have a suit with me so I kinda just made everything better by getting my crap pants and shirt wet. Pretty sure I ruined them. Anyways I saw myself on a pole by the ocean side near the life guard tours. It was a missing sign, I'm just as surprised as you are.
It's hard to believe my mom and dad remotely give a shit that I went missing. Think about it though. If I were at home after five days my ass would end up red from at the whipping my dad gives me and my mom would be passed out on the couch with bags of Meth next to her. I honestly hope I won't be found anytime soon. Everyone at school despite my friends already think I'm a joke the way it is so what's the point of being there if nobody is going to accept my well being.
However, ever since I left it's been awesome considering I only have to look out for myself now instead of if my dads going to come home drunk or if moms actually gonna be a mom and do something besides drugs. All I need is food, clothing, an area to wash up at etc. It's not all that hard as e everyone says it is. I could have waited when I was 18 to leave the house, but why didn't I think of this sooner?
But any how I did find out that way on the north side of the ocean sides is a cliff which is kinda cool cause I found this cute lil hut that a man who owns it is allowing my to sleep there, I haven't slept much since I abandoned by bed at hell. But this hut has everything I need, best part that everything's free and it's far away from my house and my area more close to celebrity houses which I didn't think was true.
I got a shower in finally cause nothing smells better but rotting fish and salt water. I'm leaving early in the morning because I've realized through out all my shit clothes I need new bras that aren't small but can actually fit, pants and shirts that don't say me. Something that says "what the Fuck is that whore wearing?!"
If anything if that makes sense anyways. Well I talk to you tomorrow, let's just cross our fingers hoping I can get to LA tomorrow. Enough talking!
One and only...
~Bree
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Fly Away
Teen FictionBree is a normal 16 year old high school student with struggles in life. Living in some hell with her abusive father, and a mother whose addicted to meth, gets harder as she grows up. Bree can only survive for her self in this episode of her life. H...
