Dead & Gone. [UNDER REVISION]

Dead & Gone.

Dead & Gone.

I stared into the camera with a hallow feeling inside. It wasn't a dreading feeling but just emptiness. I brushed the longing blonde curls from my face, tucking the hair behind my pierced ears. The three-star earrings hooked the hair tightly while the stretchers sat in my first wholes. I looked around the room, navy blue paint on the walls but it was covered by the large amount of posters and pictures, memories. Pictures of me and my mom hung on the walls. It was a sorrowful feeling. With all things considered; I had every right to feel these mixed emotions.

The window was open looking out on the crime ridden city. The fire escape was right outside. The cool spring air flowed into the room making me chilled but I was heated with pain from the torture I've been going through these last ten years. My bag was packed and ready at the window while the car keys sat on my nightstand.

I sat on the end of the end in my room. The small room of the apartment my step dad and I shared. I dried the tears from my eyes and exhaled slowly before starting the blog of my soon to be adventure. I pressed the start button and swallowed my pride.

"Today's date is March 15th, 2009. My name is Peasnie Ann Sullivan. I am fourteen years of age. I live in Chicago, Illinois with my step dad, Roger. My mom walked out on us when I was four. I never knew my dad but my mom left me clues. Like my last name, it's Sullivan not Jones. Then she said he lived in Long Beach, California," I explained softly to the camera. It's not like it can reply to me or judge me. I don't know if that was a good or bad thing.

I inhaled deeply and unfolded the piece of paper that had my name, birth date and my parents' names on it. The name sat in cursed spirals and twists.

"My dad's name is James Sullivan. I've never met him but I'm going to. Tonight, is the night of my fourteenth birthday and tonight is the night I break free from my step dad's clutches. I'm going to find my dad. I don't know what he looks like, his phone number or even where he lives but I'll find him. I'm leaving Chicago and going to California. I'm taking this camera as evidence on my quest. Wish me luck," I said then shut the camera off.