2 years ago, I ran away. My life wasn't a pretty life where your parents held your hand and supported you; I had to be independent practically from birth. Don't get me wrong they didn't physically abuse me, no they were more the bring-you-down kinda parents. If I got a C in an exam, it would be 'Well, you should be getting an A or A*' or 'You'll never succeed, you're a failure and always will be'. Of course, they weren't like that when we were in public. In public it was all smiles and laughter with the odd compliment here and there, no arrogance or domineering behaviour. No in public they acted like any other parent, slightly pushy but average people with an average house and an average family. So when I turned 16, I left. I just couldn't cope anymore and I knew no-one would miss me. Sure, my friends would miss me for a while but my family, they wouldn't give two hoots if I was there or not. Why should they? It was one less mouth to feed and one less person to care for or about. Let me tell you this though, running away from home may sound cool but it's not; it's a harsh and tough life but if you have enough brains, you can survive. My name is Raina Jenkins and this is my life.
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My Bondi Romance
FanfictionRaina Jenkins is 16 when she runs away from home. She is adopted by a charity worker and has a better life. But when her real parents pass away and her new family all set to relocate in another country, what will Raina do? And what will happen when...
