Different

Chapter 2: Run

Kendall's POV

I looked at Hope.

"Foster child." We both said in sync.

It's horrible.

I couldn't go to an adoption center or anything like that. One time, I went there for a school project. There were so many kids and barley any food. Bugs were flying around and the beds were horrible. They were lumpy and flat.

I couldn't live there.

Never.

Hope smirked. So did I. I got the message. I ran to my room and got out one of my big back packs. I packed clothes, razors, body supplies, money, and more. I ran to my parents room and went into their pillows. 20 debit cards. Cha Ching! I love being rich!

I grabbed some money from the safe and ran back to my room. There we go! Perfect. I wrote a note to the officers or who ever found our house. I kissed my mom and dad goodbye and waited outside.

Hope comes out with a similar back pack and a extra suitcases.

"You don't know what could happen." She said. I rolled my eyes. Typical Hope.

I grabbed my penny board and my flashlight. It was still dark out. We rode out of town. I wonder what's going to happen. It must be good. Right?

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We rode for hours. Laughing and talking. Forgetting about the past is something we do everyday.

We stopped at some woods and decided to build a hut out of trees and. I went deep inside the forest and gathered large tree branches. I reached for anything I could find. Leaves, sticks bark and even trash. I stumbled towards Hope. She grabs the sticks and everything I brought. We make a hut that could fit about 10 people. I set many leaves on the bottom of the hut and i put sticks In the places where there was holes. It actually looked good!

"Wow! This isn't bad!" Hope says. I nod and smile.

I climb into the hut and set my stuff down. I looked around. It was pitch black. This is going to be a hard night.

"Ima sleep." I mumble as I set down some blankets and close my eyes. The soothing sound of crickets fill my ears as I could see darkness.