I cried as I sat there in our little back closet. I was trying to see the picture in my locket that I had a vice like grip on, the tears blurring my vision. Mom and Daddy were fighting again. As usual, one of them blamed the other for something that neither knew anything about, both thinking the other was whole situation, it led me to think of different songs. I couldn't agree more with Carrie Underwood's words of hope. "I wish words were like little toy guns, no sting, no hurt, no one. Just a bang, bang, rollin' off your tongue." I whispered the lyrics to myself as i tried to calm myself down." No pain, no damage done." I laughed at that line as I heard the front door slam."I wish they didn't bang, bang, make you wanna run." I cried harder as i realised that the perfect family in my picture would never exist again. That's when I made my decision.
I put my plan into action the next morning when I was usually getting ready for school. I wrote my mom a note and left it on the fridge for her when she got home from work because, as usual, she was gone before I even woke up.
My note read:
Dear Mom and Daddy,
I know that you guys are going to blame each other for this but, there is no reason to. I made this decision by myself. I would, however, like you guys to know my thoughts over the last few weeks. I wish words were like little toy guns. No sting, no hurt no one. just a bang, bang, rolling off your tongue. No smoke, no bullets, no kick from the trigger when you pull it. No pain, no damage done. I will miss you guys but, it's time you both grow up and face the music because you still have two kids to raise. I won't come back until I know for sure that my parents aren't going to continue to argue at the drop of a faucet.
Sincerely,
Aurora.
And with that, I picked up my bag and my teddy bear, and left the only life I knew, my only home, with absolutely no clue as to where I was going.
