Mark of a Star

Everyone's dreamed of running away at some point in their life, so I'm told. What happens if it's your only dream?

For the past eight years - ever since my parents got divorced - I've dreamt of running away from my life, aching for a reality different from my own. From what I remember, my family used to be picture perfect. Until the picture got ripped in half and dad moved over a thousand miles away.

Now my life is confined to the four walls that make up my bedroom. Summers that used to be for exploring the outside world are now spent exploring the worlds in books and my imagination.

Summers are meant for experiencing freedom, not longing for it.