Owwww! I think. It burns! I have been riding my bike for the past thirty minutes. My legs are burning. I finally pull up to my driveway and pop the kickstand. I go inside and collapse onto my couch. Ahh. That feels so good. I read my favorite book: A Forgery of Roses. I open finch and put on a rain soundscape. I soon fall asleep. I wake up to my window getting pounded by hail. Oh no! My dog Zap goes wild. I call him and stroke his soft coat. Last night, I watched the movie Elio. I could relate. My parents didn’t always understand me. That night, I lied in my bed staring at the ceiling. Was my life really in this house? Really in this town? Did I really belong here? The answer to that question… was no. my life was not in this house. Not in this town. I didn’t belong here. Well, that settles it. I was running away tomorrow.