Change Me

Freedom?

  Im finally free.  John's out of the picture and I'm on my ride to a new city, a new place where no one knows of my past.  No one feels bad for me, and most importantly, no one hits me.  And if they do, I'll fight back.  I always fight back.  I was the "trouble child" of my school.  I'd a;ways get in fights, never get good grades, always skip class.  People said it was because i needed to apply myself more.  I know its because I have no future.  Eventually I'd end up like my mother, dead.  Weather its suicide. or murder, Ill die before something will happen to me to make me proud.

     Heres a little about myself.  My name is Crystal Stone.  Ironic, I know.  My parents thought it was cute.  They were funny people, until well, until "IT" happened.  ANYWAY, I am 17 years old and a senior in high school.  Well, not anymore i guess.  I hated it there too.  It was a mixture of people who either felt bad for me or was afraid of me.  It wasn't pretty.  I only had two friends.  Ethan and Steph.  They were like me, kids that were nothing but trouble.  It felt good to have people like you.  Of course, they didnt get beaten.  Ethan's parents were almost never there for him.  It was cool at first, parties every night, drinking.  But now he smokes ad does drugs and drinks all the time.  His parents were never there to tell him right from wrong. 

        Steph's parents died in a car accident, and shes being raised by her older brother.  He cannot stand her and he is literally CRAZY.  He has panic attacks, and fits.  Steph almost always sleeps over Ethan's house. 

        Life for the three of us isn't pretty.  Since we were nine, we always stuck together.  Helping each other out when needed.  They may just be the reason I'm alive today.  The amount of times they saved me from John are unbelievable.  I go to the nearest pay phone and call Ethan's house.

     "Hello?"  I heard from the phone.

"E, Hi.  Its me, Crys.  I finally did it.  Im on my way to London now.  You don't have to worry about me anymore... I'll be okay."

        I hear shuffling and mumbling on the other line.

"Crys, where are you?  Were meeting you there, we're coming with you."  I hear Steph say.

        "Im on a train to London... Ill meet you at the train station I arrive at?" I ask.

"We're packing up now.  No one will notice we're gone.  Finally glad we're out of this hell-hole."

        I hang up as I arrive to London. 

Freedom.