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Moving On
I walked down the silent sidewalk, well, more like ploded. I had a unexpected visit with snow this morning, which didn't excite me like it usually did.
I love the snow, it was such a beautiful sight. I only stayed at a motel for a few, just to rest. Why am I in a hurry you may ask? Well, considering the fact their's already wanted signs every corner I turn. I feel like a lost dog, that's all I am going to say about that subject.
I have to keep running, no matter what, I have to leave the city as soon as possible, before anyone recognize's me, than I'm screwed.
A loud, shrill horn cut me off of my thoughts. I sharply turned on my heel, seeing headlights. I screeched, running off, hearing threats and cuss words from the driver. I reached a abandoned alleyway, hiding there, letting my back slide down the wall. Tears silently escaped my eyes, my nose burning. I wept in my hands.
What was I thinking? Running away, I'll never survive out here, I'll probably be dead by the end of the week. I wiped the tears from my eyes with my sleeve, examing the dark smears from it.
Honestly, I don't even know where I'm going, where I will go, or if I'll even escape. All that went through my mind yesterday, was the lust for freedom, I just wanted to see what it felt like, right? Did I really want to leave fully? Did I really want this life?
Yes, I do. I need this. Even if I did go back, I'll never leave that suffocating enviroment ever again until they're both dead, even then I'd still feel like a puppet hung on its strings. I needed to take a stand, finally rip the strings apart, but then I still lay there, seeming lifeless, while my owner tries to put the strings back, but something held them back, they want to see my next move, daring me to even stand on my own.
I'm a puppet, my parents are waiting for my next move of disobedience. I stood to my feet, even though I just felt like dying in this alleyway. I ran out of the alleyway and just kept running.
My parents better be watching, I hope they're watching me stand on my own.
Because this will be my last stand they'll ever see of me.
I love the snow, it was such a beautiful sight. I only stayed at a motel for a few, just to rest. Why am I in a hurry you may ask? Well, considering the fact their's already wanted signs every corner I turn. I feel like a lost dog, that's all I am going to say about that subject.
I have to keep running, no matter what, I have to leave the city as soon as possible, before anyone recognize's me, than I'm screwed.
A loud, shrill horn cut me off of my thoughts. I sharply turned on my heel, seeing headlights. I screeched, running off, hearing threats and cuss words from the driver. I reached a abandoned alleyway, hiding there, letting my back slide down the wall. Tears silently escaped my eyes, my nose burning. I wept in my hands.
What was I thinking? Running away, I'll never survive out here, I'll probably be dead by the end of the week. I wiped the tears from my eyes with my sleeve, examing the dark smears from it.
Honestly, I don't even know where I'm going, where I will go, or if I'll even escape. All that went through my mind yesterday, was the lust for freedom, I just wanted to see what it felt like, right? Did I really want to leave fully? Did I really want this life?
Yes, I do. I need this. Even if I did go back, I'll never leave that suffocating enviroment ever again until they're both dead, even then I'd still feel like a puppet hung on its strings. I needed to take a stand, finally rip the strings apart, but then I still lay there, seeming lifeless, while my owner tries to put the strings back, but something held them back, they want to see my next move, daring me to even stand on my own.
I'm a puppet, my parents are waiting for my next move of disobedience. I stood to my feet, even though I just felt like dying in this alleyway. I ran out of the alleyway and just kept running.
My parents better be watching, I hope they're watching me stand on my own.
Because this will be my last stand they'll ever see of me.