This seemed like the longest school day ever. I let the bigger kids hurt me earlier today. I didn't want any of my important things getting crushed. I went to chorus. I was the only kid there besides my best friend, Piper. Miss Nicole pretty much gave us private voice lessons. It was amazing! That was one thing I would miss about here, but that's it. Today Miss Nicole let us watch Pentatonix videos. I. Loved. Pentatonix. They pretty much helped me get through the horrible day.

Finally. I hugged Piper and told her what I was doing. Being the amazing best friend she was, she promised not to tell anyone and text me every night. I couldn't however, tell Miss Nicole. I hugged her for a long time and tried not to cry. I had her number too, but, she was a grown up, she would try to stop me. I said my last "goodbye" to her and hoped I wouldn't start sobbing. I hugged Piper once more and whispered, "I will always love my other Pentaholic." she said back, "Me too." a tear rolled down her cheek. "Don't cry, remember every night."

With that, I was off. After I got far away from the school and all the kids there, it was night. If most kids would've done this, their parents would have police all over. Not my parents. They didn't care. They probably didn't even notice I was gone in the first place. I unzipped my important bag and pulled out the iPhone 4, Piper and her family got me for my 11th birthday, and a pair of cheap earbuds. I opened the one app I actually used, iTunes. I decided to play all of the Pentatonix songs I had.

I curled up on a cold park bench and fell asleep. I woke up in the morning clutching my important bag to my chest. I felt stiff and everything was sore. At first I was scared and wondered why I wasn't in my bed at "home". Then I remembered. I was running away. I was actually quite terrified. I was scared someone would steal one of my bags. I was scared of kidnappers. I was scared of so many things I had never thought once about before doing this. I set off again. I walked and while I walked I cried. My face was freezing cold from crying. I was freezing cold. I had never had a very good jacket. I walked and walked, I passed people with their families, they looked so happy.