I was a C student in school. My friends were other kids who had the same type of conflicts at home that I did. Dallas and Gavin were older than I was although we shared the same problems. Dallas’s dad beat him along with Gavin’s dad. Dillan and Jesse were twin brothers. Their father left when they were 2 and their mother is an alcoholic also. Candice is younger then us but she also has a terrible situation at home. She moved in with her Aunt Grace after her mother was forced to put her up for adoption because she was addicted to cocaine. I met Aunt Grace one time. She hit me and promised myself I would never go back. She was a witch and I could see why Candice wanted out.

It was decided that we were leaving. Everyone was scared but we decided to push those fears away and focus on getting away. The day school let out we ran home, packed our cloths and valuables and then all met back with our bikes in front of school. None of our mothers or fathers even noticed. Matthew, my little brother, was sleeping when I left. I gave him a kiss and left him my favorite baseball cards.

The following day we were awakened early by the birds. Dillan had a watch and he said it was about 6:30 AM. None of us knew what to do so we just started riding again. At about 3:30 we needed a break. Hunger took over our stomachs and told us we couldn’t go any farther until we ate. We had no money, but saw a store a mile away. We were so hungry we were willing to do anything. We stole a bag of bread, some peanut butter and some jelly. To drink, we would stop at small creeks and streams and get a few drinks. This would hold us over until we figured out a plan.

“We need a boat, “ Gavin said. “We can not stay next to a lake and not have a boat.”

Candice was diagnoses with a strange disease. It was cured with some medication within a matter of months. She stayed with her Aunt Grace who completely changed. She realized what life was like without Candice and decided she needed to love and care for her more.

We sent Candice and Jesse down to Miller’s store. They came back about 2 hours later with a few things. We now had chips, cookies, bread, peanut butter, jelly and some fruit. How they managed to steel all that was beyond me. That was enough to hold us over until the next day.

Night was falling again and this time we found a better place to sleep. Behind an old, untenanted garage was a big lake. It was a deserted place. The only thing around was a K-Mart about one half of a mile away and a Miller’s Grocery Store about one hundred yards away from that.

The police came and took us back to our hometown, Warrenton. We had gone a lot further from home then we realized. We were about an hour away in a small town called Greensville. The police listened to each of our stories.

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