Runaway | Teen Ink


November 1, 2010
By Raytheraym PLATINUM, Belton, Missouri
Raytheraym PLATINUM, Belton, Missouri
47 articles 35 photos 457 comments

When I ran away, I thought I had packed all the things I would need. But that was back in August, when the weather was still nice. Now it is early November, and it's freezing at night.

Frankly, I'm surprised I've survived this long. I brought some food, plenty of matches and a small tent. All of the food that I had brought along ran out in the middle of October and half the matches got wet in a rainstorm. I somehow managed to survive on bits of edibles from the forest, but now everything is dying in the cold. I even ate some scrapes I found in garbage cans from the nearby houses, but that did not suffice.

Maybe part of me thought that I would end up going back home soon enough. But, that's not an option anymore. A couple nights ago I tried to go back into my house. I told myself it was just to get some more food and a coat, but who knows what would have happened had I made it in. Unfortunately, my parents had changed the locks and my key did not work.

Sighing, I crawled back into my tiny and air-crisp tent. I folded the couple of thin blankets I had on top of my thinning and fragile body. The last thing I hear is the faint grumbling of my stomach before slipping into the dark abyss.

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on Mar. 26 2011 at 11:27 pm
Raytheraym PLATINUM, Belton, Missouri
47 articles 35 photos 457 comments
Thanks! :)

on Mar. 26 2011 at 6:41 pm
DaughteroftheTrumpet BRONZE, East Aurora, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Washington Irving once said “There is sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and of unspeakable love.”

Hey! This is short, sweet and a quick read, though is pretty Good. I didn't find any grammer issuses, which is always a plus:)