I probably should have thought more before I did what I actually meant to do. To this day, I'm not entirely sure it was an accident – me acting rashly because I wanted to get revenge on my family – but how much is a replacement window going to cost? No, I did it because I'm obsessed with symbolism. The hole in the window would represent a hole in all of their lives. Another hole in the family – first Dad, and then me. The only difference is that I'm not dead.

"Bye, Mom. Bye, Mike. Bye, Jessica. Bye, Mark, Jake, Sarah, Henry, Charlie, Lorraine, Kyle, Nigel, Nora. Goodbye to my old life. I don't want it. Take it back."

And I threw the allergy medicine that had caused me so many problems in the past straight through the living room window.

CRASH.

Why does my life seem to revolve around crashes? Why is it that whenever I hear that sound, bad things start to happen? I choked back a sob. Yeah, like anything could get worse.

I felt a jerk on my wrist, and then I was running to the car, with Alex half-pulling me on the way there. I knew I was about to get a speech.

"What were you thinking!" He hissed at me.

"Um—Well—You see—Hey, it's not easy to be me. They had it coming."

He sighed.

"Get in the car, and I'm taking you to the train station. That's it. That's where you're going. If I'm out any longer, bad things will--"

"AH! Don't say it!"

"Sorry… Sorry…"

"But where will I--" I started to say. A sudden thought came to me. Aunt Muriel. A slow smile started to spread across my face. "Okay. How much do you think a ticket to Chicago is going to cost?"

"I don't--"

"WAIT! I already bought a ticket! Online! Earlier this morning! Quick, what time is it!"

He checked his watch.

"5:30."

"I need to be at the station by six!"

"Okay," He said, pushing down on the gas pedal but not going over the speed limit.

We drove the rest of the way in silence, only breaking it when we got there.

"Thank you. Really, I don't know what I'd do without--" I started.

"Don't mention it." Alex said. "No, seriously, don't mention it. Especially not to my parents. They'd kill me if they knew I was out at 5 in the morning."

I grinned.

"Thanks."

And I ran inside the station.