Dear Josh

'Just carry on'! What type of answer is that to, what do you want next? Iam glad to hear about you and Jess, took you long enough. So carry on. Where did I stop last time? Never mind I'll just start at . ur . ok when I left home. This happened when I was 15. I must have mentioned it in a letter at some point, o well here it is anyway.

I suppose it would happen some time, I got home from Bandnight at around 11:30, quite early for me. I was completely pissed, I could hardly walk let allow straight. Plus I was stoned, it's not a good thing at the best of times, but with my parents . well you can imagine from what I've told you about them. To make matters worse they'd found my Book Of Shadows and all my other Wicca stuff. I've said before that they are strict Christians. I got in and everything was set out on the table. I guess they were going to question me as soon as I got in, but they soon forgot that when I got in. I can't remember exactly what happened for obvious reasons, though it's safe to say there was a lot of shouting. I remember I was sent up to my room to sober up before they dragged me back down again at 5am. True I wasn't completely sober but even then I was getting a hang over.

I think they shouted at me none stop for about 10 min, then started asking things like, what have you been smoking? What are all these books and candles for? Do you worship the Devil? They didn't seem too interested in the answers. But by the end of that they were even more angry and my hang over as giving me hell. I was shouting my head off too. If Iva had been there it would have stopped, he has a talent for stopping arguments but he was away on holiday with his girl friend.

In the end they just turned round and said "Right that's it! It s your choice, stop all this and stay, or leave". What was I supposed to have done? If I stayed it meant, stop going out. Stop seeing friends. Stop being Wiccan, which I had been for five years. Stop being a mutant. If I wanted to stay I had to stop being myself, that's something no one should ever ask you or make you do. So I turned around and told then I would go. To that my Dad replied "Right you have 10 min, then get out!" I will always remember that, it was the last thing my dad ever said to me.

I couldn't think straight for hang over and anger, and I couldn't see straight for tears. I managed to grab my school bag and full it with a fue clothes. My money and bank card followed that along with my details, pass port, birth certificate, I always keep them around in case I decided to run, it's the first time it had happened, and I wasn't planning on coming back. My phone, CD player and a fue other personal things, were the last to go in my bag from my room. Back in the living room I went to my wiccan things that were lay out on the table, my mum and dad watched me but didn't say anything. I took my Book Of Shadows, Athane, and two or three candles. I had a fue crystals in my bag already and I always weir a pentagram.

"I'll say good bye because I'll never see you again . I hope anyway" I told my parents, both looked angry with no signs of sadness, where as I was tear stained. They just nodded. I through my house key down on to the table, grabbed my long purple cote I made ages ago, and left.

I bet you any money they were glad to see the back of there abnormal mutant child.

Well that's how I left home, do you think I made the right choice? I think I did I've never regretted it, even though it still upsets me. That's it quite simple really, please tell me what you want next. Good luck with your girl friend . you'll need it, just kidding.

Lots of love Paishy xXxXx