I looked at Lynsie and she looked terrified. I didn't want to ask why. I left it alone, she went back into the kitchen. I heard her mumbling to herself. I got up and went to the corner of the room, closest to the door near her. I couldn't figure out what she was talking about. i knew that i couldn't change anything but i felt like i needed to. she is my friend, and i should be there for her. I know i shouldnt have been nosie but i was anf i felt bad. She was the closest one to me, and i had to respect her privacy. I walked back to the chouch, plopped my butt on the arm and watched t.v.
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Teen FictionWhen I got tired of my mom not trusting me, I tried to escape. My little plan worked until my mom knew where I was and why.
