Most people decide to move out at eighteen. I was ten.
My parents had made the decision to move to a better school district. I ignored their rationale for leaving completely and begged them not to move us away, but it was to no avail.
Upset by the situation, I decided to run away. I packed my Spiderman backpack with a water bottle, a handful of crayons, and a few stuffed animals — you know, the essentials. Then, I crafted a heartfelt letter to my parents — “I’m leaving – byeeeeee!” (yes, with 6 “e”s) — and put it in my mailbox. Having checked off all the items on my “To-Do to Run Away” list, I headed down the road toward my new future.
After what seemed like miles, my tiny legs gave in and I plopped down where I stood. In my exhausted state,
My parents had made the decision to move to a better school district. I ignored their rationale for leaving completely and begged them not to move us away, but it was to no avail.
Upset by the situation, I decided to run away. I packed my Spiderman backpack with a water bottle, a handful of crayons, and a few stuffed animals — you know, the essentials. Then, I crafted a heartfelt letter to my parents — “I’m leaving – byeeeeee!” (yes, with 6 “e”s) — and put it in my mailbox. Having checked off all the items on my “To-Do to Run Away” list, I headed down the road toward my new future.
After what seemed like miles, my tiny legs gave in and I plopped down where I stood. In my exhausted state,