Diary of a run away

The run

I ran home from school as quickly as possible after the angry mob of pupils trying to kill me. I didn't even do a thing but as always I am blamed. I ran inside and shut the door and flopped in tears ,everyone hated me even my best friend ,I even hated myself. I told her everything. It spilled out like the tears then I was shouted at . I went downstairs to my basement room as we do not have an upstairs. 

It was about 7:00 when I got sent to bed the door locked. So I turned the lamp on and grabbed my backpacks I had packed earlier one for food one for essentials I opened my window ,which as my room is under ground goes strait onto the floor. I threw up my bag and my backpacks then I picked up you,my diary I could not stop writing I picked up my other back full of art stuff so I could paint then sell theme or money. Tucked my purse  in my pocket  and zipped it up. I had £50 pounds that was enough so I climbed out my self picked up my stuff dragged my suitcase up and put my art and sleeping stuff in then my food bag .shut it and went of through the woods. Forever .

I went to my very stable treehouse that I found when I went camping in the woods once I slept up there no one knows it here so I set out my bag and mat wrapped myself in my blanked locked the door on my little house shut the windows and pulled the curtains to close blew my candle out and looked around at how much this was like a house and slowly drifted of to sleep.