Tuesday, July 26, 2011

So there!

I ran away once.  I was about 8 at the time and I packed an old, navy, hard back suitcase I had.  Perfectly sized for a runaway.  I made it as far as the far edge of our front yard and I sat there for about 45 minutes (which = 6 hours in 8 year old time).  I don't remember what pissed me off so badly that I needed to escape, but I was irate that I didn't have it in me to stay away.  That, and that no one came to get me (although I'm sure my mom kept a watchful eye on me out the window - like I said, I didn't go very far.

I didn't leave a note, but if I did I wish this is what I wrote.  My favorite part..."Be sure to say good bye forever."  The P.S. is a close second.  I love how she's so prepared.

Photo credit:  I hate my parents

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