Running
Running...didnt go as well as i thought it might. 24 miles is a long walk! i know, i got my bags and walked every foot of the 24 miles last night, No joke. I was running away to find out where home is, i still dont quite know. If home is where your heart is, then my home is with scott, wherever scott may be. My dad hasnt been home lately, working all the time, my mother has been present but not really here. and i have spent the last 15 years of my life, living in my brothers shadow, i dont even have anyone to be anymore. not even my name is my own, Stephanie (first name) is the feminin of steven, my fathers name, Mae (middle) is my grandmothers name Joann (middle) is my mothers middle name, and every one in my whole family has the same last name. Em Jay is the only name thats truley my own, but here im not Em Jay, im steph, and that makes me no different from the rest of my family. im not even me anymore. So last night, at 11, i packed and ran, for the bus station. i was two miles from the bus station when state patrol found me, walking along the interstate. my parents werent even mad, i guees i wished they would blow up at me, but no, instead they just sent my back to public school, Cruel and Unusual punishment! but they arent mad, they even mentioned that there might be some other way for me to see him, like, they might let me go, willingly. my entire body aches, walking 24 miles is no joke! pain...i was so close but yet too far, and i would have made it the entire way, for him, but now i have no where to be, no one to be, and im cant help be lonely.
Em Jay.
P.S. Sorry noah, i know it was wrong.
Em Jay.
P.S. Sorry noah, i know it was wrong.