Do you ever wonder what people will think when you’re gone? Will they look for you? Will they want to know what happened? My name is Destiny Webster. I’m a seventeen year old runaway. In my old life nobody loved me, my parents, friends, nobody. Every night my parents would beat me saying things like, “You’re worthless; nobody loves you or will ever love you”. I would come to school with scars, cuts, and bruises everyday and get made fun of. That’s why I had no friends. I couldn’t take it anymore. I ran away my sophomore year of high school never wanting to go back..........