I don't know how long I ran for. The words just kept running through my head. "Fuck you, fuck you.." I couldn't believe I said it. I just hated them both. I guess you wanna know the story huh?
Well, it wasn't late. My mom was working, due home soon. I was going to ask her what I should wear to the concert. I was sitting at the table, waiting, and I got a call. I started talking, and my step-father came in. He said he wanted the phone.
"I'm on it first!" I said.
"Too bad, give me the god damn phone!" He screamed. When I refused he snatched the ticket off the counter. I told my friend I had to go, and then went after the ticket. I accidently scratched his eye, and he ripped the ticked into tiny peices. Right then, my mom waled in.
I once tried to kill myself, it got so bad. I hated my life. Then I found the best band ever, Hanson. They gave me hope. So when I got the ticket, I was freaking out. I was so happy! Now I was crushed. I couldn't live there anymore. I had to go.
So I didn't know where I was. I woke up on a doorstep. Someone had hit me with a paper. I didn't know how I got there, I was pretty worn out whe I got to this town. It was a lovley town in the morning. I sat up, and got hit with a door.
"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" This really nice woman said.
"I'm fine. Sorry, I'm kinda lost." I said. I must have looked awful.
"Well, where'd you come from?" She asked.
"Oklahoma City."
"Oh dear, you're really far from home. Do you want a ride home?"
"NO!" I almost yelled, "Sorry.. no. I ran away from home. I guess I fell asleep on your doorstep. I'll leave you alone. Sorry." I said.
"No... you can stay here for awhile. So.. why'd you run away?" She smiled. I walked in and we sat at the table, and I told her the whole story.
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