Differences

Chapter 1

8/29/14 Friday 7:05 pm (Scarlet)

I ran and ran and ran, but the question is... "Where was I going?" I was running into the middle of the woods. Before I wanted to be alone, but now I long for the presence of people, of human life. Now I wish I would have taken the offer of pouring my feelings out to a therapist. At least I wouldn't be alone in the woods, with god knows what kind of creatures or predators. Why did I have to do this? Why did I have to be this way? To be me? Why did I run into the forest like the dumb little girl I am when I could have gotten help. What is wrong with me? Why did I have to be born as Scarlet. Why couldn't I be Beyoncé or Kendall Jenner or someone. No, I had to be Scarlet. I finally decide to stop running and just take a seat. A seat on the cold hard forest dirt. I could only imagine what Chase must think of me right now. She has too many problems, why would i want to deal with that. Too much to handle.She's a weirdo. She's a runaway. She's acting like the little girl she is. Haha, glad she got herself out of the situation. I know that's what he's thinking right now. He must be thinking like that. I don't even know why I thought it would work out. I had my hopes set for a fantasy, and fantasies don't come true.

I've been walking for 10 minutes and just when I start to think it's hopeless, I spot a cottage in the distance, maybe there is a phone in there so I can call for help. I entered the cottage. Sadly, there was no phone, but there was a refrigerator and a blanket. I could live here until the food runs out. Then I need to go ahead and find my way home or at least to some help. I wrapped up in the blanket, I was still cold but at least I wasn't freezing. Then I look down at my stomach and remember I didn't eat before I left. So I get up and start rummaging through the fridge. I found an already made sandwich. I didn't hesitate to grab it and devour it. As I swallow the sandwich I start to think. A cottage. With a fridge. That is full of none expired food. And an already made sandwich. What does that tell you? This cottage belongs to someone. Someone comes out here. I'm basically breaking and entering into someones property, but why would they leave the door unlocked if they didn't want any one to come in. That's just dumb, but I have no right to call anyone dumb. I ran away from a great home just because I wanted me time.

I wouldn't say my home was perfect or my life was perfect, because there were lots of ups and downs in my life and in my family. But I'd rather take the ups and downs of a household then be out here near death. I'm such a dumbass. I can just imagine what's going on back home. My mom is probably worried sick about me. Of course my dad couldn't care less. He'd rather sit around and be a drunk all the time, and be a deadbeat dad and cheat on his wife and act like the little bitch he is. He's one of the main reasons I have trust issues. It's hard to be yourself in this world when all people do is judge you. My dad judged me for being who I was. Who I wanted to be. One day he pushed me to the limit and I told him "I wish he was never my dad.' and that's the day he stopped caring for me. He stopped buying me things. He stopped showing up at my school functions. He just forgot about my existence completely. He didn't love me anymore and I sure as hell didn't love him.

I'm so tired. Mentally, Emotionally and Physically. It's definitely time for a nap. I cuddle in the corner, with the warm blanket and just stare at the floor until my eyes shut and I fall into a deep sleep.

I know it's kind of short but it's just the beginning, what do you guys think about Scarlet so far? Do you think she is really this dark and depressing or is it an act?