I stole the keys to my dad's motorcycle, mom's wallet with 1,000 cash and credit cards, and found my old fake I.D. I wasn't coming back to this place, I packed light with a couple of nessicary items for the road and hair products.
"Girl! Open this damn door! I'll break it down!" I heard my dad scream as I grabbed my stuff. I pulled my bowie knife out of my backpack and swung open the door.
"Don't you dare move fucker, you screwed me once and your not going to screw me again. I aint ever coming back." I said as i heard my mom run up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" She cried, looking at the knife in my hand, "we gave you everything everything you ever wanted."
"No you didn't all you gave me was hurt and pain, I had to pay for the abortion myself because you said it was my fault. No it wasn't! Bye fuckers!!" I screamed and running over to my second floor window and jumping out 10 feet down.
"You won't get away with this you little bitch!" My dad called after me as I stuck my knife back in my boot, reved the engine on his white harley, and sped out of our little sleeply town of Texhoma, OK. I planned to hide out in New Orleans and get someone to erase me out of the goverment data base and I think I know who could do it.
His name was Church and he worked for the C.I.A, he has acess to stuff like that I'm sure. I knew who who he was, but how would I find him?
