This Is My Life

18

"Melissa, are you still here?"

I didn't think she would be back so soon. I couldn't let her see what I was doing. I stuffed the packed bags under my bed and went out to meet my grandmother.

I walked out into the living room to see my grandmother and my psychiatrist.

"What is she doing here?"

I was becoming suspicious of my grandmothers actions. She wasn't having me sent away. I was leaving, but not with anyone.

"She's just here to talk to you."

I could see this not ending well. All I could picture was them carrying me off in a straight jacket.

"Well I don't want to talk to anyone. Come back another day maybe?"

I was angry and just wanted to leave. And I was going to whether or not they knew about it.

"Come on Melissa. You need this. I'm just trying to help."

I couldn't help but blow up. "No you are not trying to help! You are trying to see if I'm crazy enough to get locked away, then you won't have to deal with me. Well I'm not going anywhere with any of you!"

They both looked at me shocked, clearly thinking that I must be crazier than they expected. I wasn't going to sit around and wait for the results though, I stormed off to my room grabbing belongings.

"Where are you going?" My grandmother asked after me but I was already in my room with the door closed.

I didn't want to risk getting stopped so I opened up my window and threw out my bags. Then I jumped out the window myself. I looked around my room once more from the window, I said goodbye to my life, then grabbed my bags and ran off.

I thought it would be smart if I got on a bus before I had the police looking for me. I was also smart enough to take out as much money I could, incase the account was closed.

I bought a random bus ticket, not even caring where it went. It was the soonest bus and it came within 20 minutes.

I hopped on the bus as quickly as I could, the feeling of getting caught was exhilarating. I wasn't going back. I was finally going to be free of this horrible town and it felt great. It did worry me that I had no secure place to go. I was going to be homeless. Oddly that didn't sound as bad as staying here.

I sat in my seat next to the window, watching as I left everything behind. They weren't going to find me. Even if they tried. The only person that would try, was my grandmother, and she didn't want me back. Just in case though, I was going to get off at the next stop grab some hair dye, and dark clothes, then get on another bus. I could totally handle living on my own.