Tears streaming down my face as I run through the
valleys and the fields, thinking what if they come back
after me? Where will I go? Where will I stay? How will
I survive? I am a far away now. I stop to count my money
I grabbed from her purse. Not enough to get a hotel. Walking
in circles, Cant figure out where I am. Looking for an ally
way to spend the night in. With my luck, I find an ally
way that is perfect for me. With a box to sleep in. Dreaming,
dreaming, dreaming the night away. What if I am found?
What if I cant find food? What if I can never drive
because I cant go to school? Will they miss me? What will
I become? Questions popping in and out of my head. I wake
up. I see a man and a woman talking. I listen and I hear
them saying "A pity girls run away these days." They throw
a milk carton on the ground. I see on the carton, me.
My own face. I get up and run. Returning home. They do miss
me. No need to run away. I will be found. I will find myself.
 
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