With an abuse household and a stubborn younger sister, the only logical option for you to be happy is to run away somewhere and hopefully find a nice loving family right? Wrong. Lasting about a month, you soon run out of food and energy bars to keep going and end up passing out on the side of an abandoned road. The last thing you remember before slipping into a deep sleep is the sight of a blue car and a fairly tall boy with glasses coming out of it towards you. (Story can also be found on Quotev by ArtisticRedCherries and no one else)