He packed his black backpack with clothes, a lighter, a jacket, matches, a knife, a cross, a book, and a picture of his family for the road. He asked himself if he really wanted to do this he replied to himself 'yes, I do want to do this if I ever want to succeed in this path that I am now stuck to'.
He snuck out of the window carefully not to break anything and avoided all the security cameras in their front yard. He hid into a blind spot and pulled out the matches out of his backpack. He looked at the house with pity and sorrow but then lit the match and threw it into his house. 'I'm sorry mom and dad if I had really told you of what I wanted to be you would be so disappointed, then you would throw me into a mental hospital' he thought sadly. He put the matches up and looked at the picture he packed ' at least I'll have you in my dreams and memories'. Then he stepped into the shadows of the night with his backpack on his back and a hood covering his head.
This is my first book so if it's crappy then that's why... I'll see all you people in the next chapter.
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