Chapter 3

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I couldn't believe it. Some guy had randomly come in and had taken my parents. I went outside and walked to my garage, to find the Camaro. It was all fixed and looked brand new, that made me mad. I wanted to scream  

tear it to shreds, but I need it, so I punched the garage wall instead.I had forgotten the one detail, that I had super strength. My hand went straight through the wall.

" Ugh, my parents are going to kill me" I said aloud, as I removed my hand from the wall.

I sat down and thought of what I would need.

I need a map, 'cause I don't know how to get to California from Tennessee, I also need food, clothes, and money. I'll steal my parents debt card, go to the gas station, and buy a few things, and then I'm gone.

I got up, went back inside and found my parents debt card, but then I though, Hey, why don't I just call the police? , Then I realized that was stupid idea. ' Oh hey, Can you go to California to get my parents? You see, this guy with all blue eyes kidnapped them, and he told me I had to find his daughter, And then he grabbed on to my parents and disappeared!' , I did not need people thinking I was some sort of drug addict.

I went up stairs and got some jeans and t-shirt, and my varsity letter jacket. I looked around my room, grabbed a picture of my mom and dad, and looked at picture of the U.S. Army poster.

" That'll have to wait." I said as I grabbed a few more things and went down stairs. My life dream was to serve my country, be a hero. That's what I really wanted. I decided to leave my cellphone so I wouldn't have to worry about anyone calling. I guessed I would be away for awhile, I left a note saying that we were on vacation, and wouldn't be back. I was a pretty small town, us just randomly leaving wouldn't go unnoticed.

I went to the garage, and started the engine. I had dreamed of this for months, but I didn't imagine I would traveling the country looking for my parents. I looked at my watch and looked at the time.

1:42 a.m., The nearest gas station was 3 miles away, and I was hoping it would be open. I pulled out of my drive way into the street. I went and parked my car and went inside, bought a map, at least 20 boxes of Mike&ike's (the best candy ever), 10 bags of chips, 5 boxes of of granola bars, 3 cases of soda, Though the guy at the cash register guy me a weird look, but I explained it with "I'm going to a party" or something like that.

I walked back to my car and looked at the map. I had 2, 545 miles to find the girl on my way to California. I was really hoping she would find me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 22, 2013 ⏰

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