I had been running for hours now. I don't know how long since there's no clocks nearby. Thankfully my parents haven't started looking for me, but it's quite late, so they probably won't look for me until morning. If they still want me that is. They probably don't since they were going to starve me to death. At this point I was walking, I was so out of breath I couldn't run, but I also couldn't stop. I could see the woods which was a very good sign, it meant I was very far away from home. Where I had lived there was no woods. We lived in the city, so the closet woods was 5 hours away by car. I pulled out a waterbottle from my bag. The bag had tons of little tiny holes in it, just like my t-shirt. I gulped down my water, then I put it back in my bag, and ran into the woods. I was extremely tired, but I couldn't stop to sleep just yet. I went deeper into the woods, so if someone was looking for me I wouldn't be in open sight. Thankfully I was smart, and had packed two blankets. I put one down on the ground to make it a little more comfortable. I layed down on the blanket. I used the trunk of the tree as my pillow. I grabbed the second blanket, and put it on top of me. I kept all of my things very close to me. I grabbed some fruit gummies, then I had drifted off to sleep...
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Run Away
General Fiction"Please Zach, tell me. Tell me what's wrong. I want to know." "You already know." "Zach, all I know is your parents are taking you back, and adopting me. That's it-" "What more do you need to know?" He looked me straight in the eye. "What they're l...
