I'm Kevin I now live in a foster home worse than my Real Home. Why you might ask, because of my my dumb stepfather. I hate him so much he literally ridicules me every day. Well he loves beating me and hurting my mom Sandy and me. I got so tired I came up with a plan to leave and run away!
At 9:53 Pm on a Saturday night I opened my bedroom window. I slowly opened it up for it would creak and would draw attention. Once it was fully opened I climbed and jumped out stumbling to the cement hard cold driveway. I had some things packed up. My backpack full of food, water, money, one outfit, and my charger and iPod obviously.
The thing I wasn't thinking clear about was what would my mom do or my baby brother Cam do without me. My stepfather would beat them even more. Oh and I would miss my dog spark he brought me joy. By the time it had finished and decided to go back I was already 3 blocks away from home. I walked back about a block closer and I saw a police car. The police car stopped me!
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.