The Onlys
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Ongoing8m
Last published Thu, May 19, 2016
Okay, this is a first. I've never EVER made one of these "diary's" before. But since I'm running away tomorrow I wanted to start. So here it goes.
My names Ford, I know what you're thinking. Such a weird name. The most common question I get is "Are you like the son of Henry Ford?" No, first of all Ford is his LAST name. My last name is Joel. Anyway, I'm running away tomorrow because I have no family. So technically I'm just moving. But people always exaggerate in these things. So next week I will not be attending dog creek high. I'm graduating tomorrow.
Right after I graduate I will leave for California. I'm leaving with four of my friends. James, My girlfriend Austin, Jessica, and Alex. They all will bring money and food. My best friend, Alex, is going to bring the drinks. We are taking my mini van. Yes, I have a mini van. It's my moms but she gave it to me for gradation. But she's dead, My dad murdered her. She left me with her van, and her house. My dad ran like the coward
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