Part 2

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I hear more screaming. I'm scared, I don't know what to do. I look up and see my window. I stand up and grab my school bag. I run to my closet stuffing in one shirt after dress after sweater after jackets after another. I looked over at my dresser. I stuff pants after skirts after tights after shorts into my bag. I grab multiple pairs of shoes. I grab a couple toys and knickknacks. After half way zipping my school bag, I grab my piggy bank and run to the window. I open it and punch a hole through the black screen. I jumped. My legs hurt now but I keep on running. Into the woods some might say. I ran onto the street. Still running. I see the highway. I run directly onto it, not caring about traffic. I run and run and run for hours. I don't want to think what is happening back at the house. Soon enough I have a vision of my mom screaming and cussing. My dad is probably trying to calm her down. Robbie knows what has happened though. Anna doesn't understand. I stop thinking about it when I realize Anna doesn't understand. I stop running. I walk to the curb. I sit. It doesn't make sense why all the sudden I miss my family. "It's for the best." I tell myself. I open my bag and pull out my pen and notebook (Two of the knickknacks). I make a list of places I could live. One of them being my grandparents. "That's probably the best option." I tell myself. I stand up and run to the bus station.

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