I started to doubt my plan as soon as I took it into action. What if no one came looking for me? Hopefully, someone would. 12 is just too big a number – Tina Shenk was right about that one. 12 is so big a number that one of my siblings, at least, had to come looking for me. And I was going to make it so easy for them.
Here's my plan:
Step One: Leave note for remaining members of family (the ones who live at home).
Mom, Jake, Mike, Jessica, Nigel, Kyle, Mark –
I ran away. I can't stand it here. Everyone in this family hates me, and I can't live like that. Don't worry about me, I'm in Chicago. I took after Nora, and I went to go live with her. Thanks for everything.
Step Two: Buy ticket to Chicago. This is so much harder than it seems. I had to make sure that my family could tell where I was going. First, I mentioned it in my note. But since I was going to leave at 3:00 AM, I had to manage to buy a train ticket online without getting caught. This was going to be difficult because, hello, there are seven other people who still live at home in my family, and they're all over ten, meaning every single one of them uses the computer.
Step Three: Sneak out without getting caught.
I was halfway through getting out the bathroom window (because it was the biggest one and the lowest to the ground – the designers of the house were complete idiots, in my opinion...) when Mike came into the bathroom to get more medicine for his allergies. And my plan went right down the toilet.
No pun intended.