"Get these clothes put away!" she yelled walking down the stairs. Good, shes gone, i thought. A half hour later i was done sorting my clothes. Time to go downstairs and possibly meet a absolute hell. Silently and carefully, i went down to the kitchen. I was relieved to find out that my adoptive father wasn't going to be home all day. I wasn't aloud to eat the, "Good Food", as they thought i didn't deserve it. So i grabbed a small apple. By this time it was 4:00 so i knew i had little time until my escape. Racing quietly back up the stairs, i had to finish packing. After packing i decided to take a nap. Gradually i fell asleep in my creepy old bedroom.
It was 12 at night now. Time to make my escape.
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The Road to Heaven
General FictionAs a young boy named Rowan is starting his journey across America to his so called "heaven" He is a adopted boy in a abusive family, so he tries to find his birth parents (somehow he has the feeling that they are alive) He has to make the journey o...
