I washed my dishes by hand, and yawned. I was freezing because I had just woken up. Today should be warmer: it said so on the weather forecast.
I wrapped on my waterproof jacket, which was green, and I placed a black, woolly hat on my head, tying back my hair. I kept feasting on things so I would not get hungry terribly quickly.
I took out the card next to the phone on the stand. This card had a very vital part of my escape. It stated the number to type in on the security gate, seeing as how the guards were in bed. I jotted the numbers down on another piece of paper, and I placed the original card back down. I tucked the new card in my jean pocket, and began to walk away towards the door. I stopped, turned around and looked about the large hallway. No one was there: how weird.
I sucked in a big breath and turned back around, to face the door.
This was it. I was going to go into the adult's world, where I would be free from the paparazzi, from the lies, from the secrets. Everything.
I smiled a hearty smile and walked out of the locked door, locking it back up when I left it. I strolled down the driveway with my rolling suitcase. I tried to make it as quiet as I could.
I got to the gate, and typed in the pass code. The gates opened quickly, and quietly to my excitement. I grinned and walked out of the house boundaries, waiting for the gate to close again. It closed, and I made sure it was locked as well. I began my journey to freedom, and excitement.
I walked down the slightly lightening street, feeling a little cold, but I knew that I would soon warm up. I decided that every couple of miles that I was to walk, I'd have a break and sit down, occasionally have a small snack.
It was coming up to seven o'clock and in about an hour or so, my Dad would wake up, and find me missing. I hoped that he'd find that letter that I had left him and Ben. This walk was a great time to think about things. I was getting very warm, so I took off my jumper and tied it to my waist. My suitcase was becoming a nuisance, and I knew that sooner or later I was going to have to get a proper hiking bag, to replace this one. I was a little thirsty, so I pulled out the big bottle of water from my bag, and began to sip at it slowly. I decided to have a break, because my legs were getting quite tired.
I had gone about two hours, walking without a sit down. You'd be surprised at how quickly you can get hungry when walking for a distance like that.
I sat down next to a tree, and pulled out a squished candy bar, and began to eat it quickly. I needed a long rest. I forced out my diary and a pen.
Dear Diary,
DAY ONE.
I left this morning. I have taken you with me, to write in, in case I ever get lonely or bored or scared or happy. So far, I have walked two hours straight, so I am having a break, eating a candy bar, to fill my stomach up. It's a cold morning, and I wrapped up warm for it, but walking that much, made me very warm, so I took off my jumper. I'm sort of lonely already, and I can't stop thinking of my Dad, waking up and checking on my missing self. I can't help feeling really bad and apologetic for him.
I couldn't really help running away, because it was the only option I had to get away from this all. He shouldn't have tried to keep that secret from me. The secret about Jolisse carrying his child. It's not that I'd get jealous of that child, but it was about the fact that Dad was keeping this secret from me, and that it was his child in Jolisse! I mean, Jolisse? Why, why why!?
But, anyway, it's not only that reason I left. I will return, but I do not know when. Probably when I run out of money, or after a month or so. If I can last that long. But the main reason of my return would be because I wouldn't want to keep my family waiting for me. Susie knew, but I could trust her until she cracked. I don't really know what else to write for now, so, bye.
I packed away my diary, and lay farther back against the tree. The sun was cold, but still beating down on me. It was making my eyes very tired, so I closed them and drifted off to sleep.