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One Week Later

I’m on my own My mother left me My brother won’t come back I don’t want to be trapped So with the letter that Isaac left, I take the clothes onand leave the life that was hurting me

I know I don’t have a driver’s licenses, but I need to get to randmas and s on my shoulder, in search for the extra car key Before dad left, he e And only use it for eency Saying goodbye to the life that is the only thing I had ever known, I walk out the back door

The car is underneath the tarp Isaac and I had used a long tio for our bikes Thank God, dad made me learn how to drive before I was even able to reach the doorknob

I pop the back trunk and throw all my stuff into it, and check to make sure that my fake identity was still in it Isaac and I had to renew them every year So mine had just been done Mine says that I am 18 I may look it But I’m not that old!