I never wanted this. i wanted to see the world, What it had to offer me was something amazing yet horrible. When i was 16 i ran away from my home to be with someone i loved. . . i know very original. . . . Look I'm not here to pretend to be special I know I'm not but you wanted to know who i was, I'm here because i fell in love, she was this funny, kind hearted, beautiful american girl, We met in middle school i was around fourteen at the time, She quickly became my best friend, we had a lot in common, i was always picked on in school for the stupidest of things, "oh i wore glasses" "i liked other girls" "I was too quiet". Yet i always took it and shrugged it off, One day when i was talking home from school I. I could hear something around the corner of a building. it sounded like someone crying and shivering, When i turned to check out what it was, i found her. This African american girl cradling her head under her hands as she cried in pain. She was bruised and beaten, her clothes torn up and bloody . . . . some . . . Horrible people just finished having their way with her. as i approached her, i . . . i could see the fear on her face like i was the boogey man. "please . . . don't hurt me anymore." she said. she. . . uh . . . Anyway. I covered her up and called the the police. Once we were at the hospital she told me that she went to the same school that i did, and ever since then we stayed together and looked after each-other quickly becoming best friends and then more. One day my father found out about us. He was huge on tradition, man and woman only yadda yadda. needless to say he dropped me out of school the moment he found out. . . Do you know how it feels to be happy. so happy that nothing else mattered and then have someone rip it apart because THEY don't believe in it? i wasn't going to let him do it. i would die before that happened. Immediately i told her and we started making plans to run away. and travel the world, Find our place in it. i was sixteen when i ran away with her. we've been running ever since.
Where is she now?
She uh . . .she didn't make it.
Oh. . I'm so sorry for your loss.
Yeah. . . .That's what everyone says.