Recap.

I tilt my head slightly to my left, waiting for the sound of a distant door to be closed and the familiar sound of a doorknob being locked. I watch in the rear corners of my eyes to see the pair of feet slowly step out of view. ' Click. ' I now have approximately less than ten minutes to get the hell out of this place. I quickly head to my bathroom and open my medicine cabinet and knock the necessarily toiletries into my bag as fast as possible. I hurriedly put on the usual accessories I never leave my house without: my necklace, my friendship bracelet, my rosary bracelet, my saints' portraits necklace, my serpent watch, my white rose ring, and my bluebird ring. I run to my dresser table and grab a clean pair of underwear and shorts and stuff them messily away. I put the note I have prepared an hour ahead on my bed and quickly scan for a number on my iPhone. I crept silently across the hall, passing the busy shower that contains the person I'm running away from, my mother. I half-step into my pair of sandals and book it, not knowing when the next time I'm going to return is. In my wallet, there is only seven dollars. The adrenaline rush causes me to just run, run, and run. ' I love you, " I whisper to the wind, foolishly hoping it would carry those words to my mother.