run away

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Btw i made the cover 4 this book just because i wanna draw, so lets continue

Indo's pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I quickly get ready and make breakfast for evryone. "Guys, breakfast is ready!" I shouted. Evryone went downstairs and eat breakfast. "That was realy good, indo!" Philip exclaimed. The rest just nod in agreement. They all went to prepare themself for school while i just went to school. I'm walking alone, enjoying the sunrise. Its nice, but i must be prepared for whats gonna come at school.

Time-frickin-skip

I arived at school, and went to my locker. I grabbed put my things there and close my locker. I heard a thud. I turn my back too see china, mongolia, portugese, and netherlands. Netherlans was pinning me to the wall, while i shivered knowing what will happend. "What do you want?" I said sternly and i stop shivering. "Oh how cute~, you tryin to be tough loser?~" Netherlands said with a teasing voice. As he grabbed something in his pocket. And when i saw it, it made me shiver and tears went down to my cheek. It was a knife. He pointed the knife near to my neck. As my breath hitched faster and faster. "Ha, i knew you cant toughen up, weak" china said, while the others just laugh.

As the knife backens up netherlands said "just die, no one loves you". Then he let go. And i ran to the farthest restroom. As i was in the restroom, i checked if there's anyone. None. I locked the restrooms doors. I silently lean to a wall, and letting myself to fall to the cold floor. As hot tears came out. My breath hitched. I slowly get a cutter out, and roll my sleves up. Undoing my bandeges that were filled with cuts. As i make 5 cuts that were deep with my cutter.

I cleaned my cuts and wrapped new pair of bandages. Until an idea came in mind. 'Maybe i can runaway' i tought. And it was a good idea after all, then killing myself. As i walked to my class, i tought of a plan to runaway. I got to the class and sit in the back where there was a window. I sat down, and looking at the window. Thinking how and what to do at the runaway plan.

'Runaway tonight' was the only words that kept repeating in my head as the class started.

Skip, after school

As school ends, i waited for the other asean members. And went home together. As we are home. I quickly go inside my room and lock it. And i quickly put evrything out of my bag and put in some water, food, all of my weapons, and a book. And put the bag in my closet. My plan is to fly away to an old house i remember and stay there unoticed as long as i can. The thing is, no one knew about my wings. So im safe. "Hey indo, were hungry!" Malay shouts. "Alright, im coming!" I shouted back, while making the bag is perfectly hidden in my closet.

I went down to the kitchen, and cooked dinner. I made some 'gado-gado' (gado-gado is a traditional food in indonesia), and place it on the dinner table. As evryone was sitting in their table, i passed a plate and make sure for malay, phil, mine, and vietname to get rice in their plate. And we ate dinner. And we all went to our rooms. I wait until it was late enough for me to leave. As i wait, i wrote a leter to remind them that im ok and that i loved them with all my heart as their friend (yaaaa, you think imma put somethin gay there. Hell no, lol.). And now i just need to wait for the right timming.

Skip, at 11:00 pm...

Evryone was asleep, now its my que to leave. I quietly grabbed my bag and set the letter in my study table. And open the window. And i duble check my bag quietly. Ah right, i forgot my cutter. I went to my school uniform to see my cutter is still there. I grabbed it and put it in my pocket. I grabed my bag and sit on the window. As i flutter my wings open. Golden wings. I get set to fly away as fast as posible. And i take of.

My golden wings is sound prove, so no one can hear me flying away. I went quickly to the woods, doging every tree branch on my way. As i went to my new home. I landed in front of it, and i went inside. Goodbye evryone, we will meet again.....




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