A Time When I Ran Away

Everybody at school Jeers at me and constantly bullies me. Even the teachers pick on me, because I’m not exactly the brightest student. Everyday I go home battered and bruised yet my parents still don’t take a second look at me. I may be shy, but I’m also mysterious, curious and after some thought, and quite a lot of beatings, I decided to try something new, to run away from home. Vive been traveling for ages now, with no insight of where I’m going. The hot sun bears down on me, my lips are parched and I’m desperate for an ice cold drink.

I use what little spare change I have, to buy myself a bottle of water, and before I know it Vive gone through the whole thing. I’m exhausted, yet I have no shelter, no food or drink, and worst of all I have no family. I really regret running away. I wish I could Just have a second chance to go back and fix everything. But I know better, that I’m not wanted there, and that they’re all probably throwing a party now that Vive left. I realism that I have no hope, if I keep on moaning and groaning about what an idiot I am. So, instead I decide to make a plan as to how I can survive.

Vive never shoplifted before; it’s a completely new concept for me. When I was younger I would always feel guilty about sneaking a few chocolates of the top of the cupboard. So you can see how petrified I am about shoplifting. I try to casually stroll Into Deco’s, but I can’t keep my heart from thumping so fast, I can’t stop the sweat from bucketing down my face. Every aisle has a shop assistant wandering around keeping an eye on everything. I decided to try the confectionery aisle. I sneakily slipped a Fruit Pastilles packet Into my pocket and Just as I done so; I was halted by the assistant.

I felt my pulse break; I knew I was in for It. He reached behind himself and took out a sheet. Sprawled out across the front was lost boy, with a picture of someone who looked exactly like me. That’s when It hit me that I was the lost boy. No words could describe how I was feeling. I dashed out of the store and sprinted all the way home, only to find It completely abandoned. I asked a passer-by where the occupants of my house were. He calmly pointed to the roof and said they hurdled to their death, because of the heartache of losing their missing son.

It was at that moment, that I collapsed to the round, and was once again reunited with my family a time when I ran away By Reverberant-Congratulating petrified I am about shoplifting. I try to casually stroll into Deco’s, but I can’t keep my decided to try the confectionery aisle. I sneakily slipped a Fruit Pastilles packet into knew I was in for it. He reached behind himself and took out a sheet. Sprawled out That’s when it hit me that I was the lost boy. No words could describe how I was feeling. I dashed out of the store and sprinted all the way home, only to find it