Alex's Life

Chapter 36

I went downstairs to see my grandma asleep on the couch. That was easier than expected. I snuck right past her and scribbled a note. She had horrible vision and wouldn't be able to tell between my handwriting and Mr. Morris'.
I came and got Alex, but didn't want to wake you. Go home whenever. ~Your son
That should buy me a few days before Mr. Morris comes home to check in. I grabbed a grey backpack from my room and shoved some cans from the pantry , a mixture of fruit, vegetables, and canned meat inside. I grabbed the can opener and stuffed it on top of the cans. I grabbed a blanket, an extra jacket, and an extra pair of gloves. It was the middle of winter and all. I went to my room to grab the money Mr. Morris had given to me for emergencies when I first came. I counted: three hundred dollars. I put on Jane's combat boots and I looked in the mirror. Black sweats, black hoodie with a black beanie, black gloves and a grey backpack. I would blend in well. I decided I should leave out the back door because it was farthest away from the couch.
I quietly opened the door and escaped out. I was no longer a burden to anyone but myself. I rounded the corner of the house and headed down the country road. I decided I would walk till morning, just to get a head start before people actually knew I was gone.
I continued walking but soon discovered that I was insanely cold. I grabbed the extra jacket out of my bag and threw it on top of my hoodie. I wasn't as prepared as I thought. I looked ahead and realized the course I was taking was going to have me go right past my old house. I continued walking hoping that somehow they would be asleep and not notice me, but knowing them they'd be awake.
It wasn't that long until I could see that dreaded house. I was startled to see the lights on in the house with it being around two in the morning and all, but what startled me more was that the beaten up truck ,that I had spent the first thirteen years of my life in, lights were on. The truck pulled out of the driving at an alarming speed. I was so shocked I couldn't move from the side of the road. The truck turned down the road and I realized what I had to do. I jumped into the ditch but as I was jumping I saw the look in my "dad's" eyes and I knew he had saw me.