In the beginning
I didn't know what to do now. I didn't know where I was headed, or how I was getting there. I just knew I couldn't take it anymore. I had enough. I didn't want to leave, but I had to. What was my dad going to think when he found out? I really hope I didn't disappoint him. My name is Cassie Alexa. I was scared and tired. I decided to fall asleep under a tree and hope that nothing goes wrong. It was hard, I was sure that I was going to die.
The next morning I got up really early. I headed north, my plan is to get to New York. I didn't know where I would live. I didn't know anything. But truth is, I didn't care. It was better than being back home. I wish my dad knew, I wish I had the guts to tell him. My mom hurt me pretty bad, I was pretty messed up. I could barely stand up straight, and my back hurt the most. I am walking on a highway and there are barely any cars out right now, the sun is finally coming up. All i brought with me is a few hundred bucks that I stole from my mom, some clothes, 4 apples, 2 bags of chips, 7 granola bars, and 5 bottles of water but man, I could really use some crunchy bacon and some scrambled eggs. Everything looked so beautiful, the sky, the road, the trees, even the cars. Maybe leaving wasn't such a bad thing after all.
