Runaway. I remember dad shouting, swearing. I just wanted to get out of there. I just wanted to get out of there.

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Aqib Zubair 11D    Original Writing

Runaway                                  

I remember dad shouting, swearing. I just wanted to get out of there. I just wanted to get out of there. Mum was telling him to calm down but he didn’t listen to her, he just pushed her away; she fell back and twisted her ankle. I think she might have broken her foot but dad didn’t care, he was a pothead himself. He was pissed off because he had got a warning from the cops that he had seen some of my mates smoking weed next to the park, but he weren’t sure if he had seen me there. Luckily he hadn’t. The only reason my dad was angry was because he thought that I would turn out to be just like him, an addict with no life and no-one to care for him without a proper family, but what did he care? That was the only enjoyment in life. He was acting kind of suspicious at the same time because he knew I had come home later than usual and then he grinned at me: “If you want to stay out so late, don’t ever come back!”

I couldn’t take it, this would happen every night, dad would get angry and everyone would go to their rooms. I ran to my bedroom before anyone else exploded into anger. I don’t know what happened to mum but I heard some crying later…

I was feeling drowsy from the affects of what I had been smoking earlier and I still couldn’t think straight but I hated being inside the family with mum always getting in trouble when it weren’t even her fault and dad always blaming people for things he did himself. Life was hell and the only way out was to leave home.

I crept downstairs, the TV was on but dad was asleep. It was on a wrestling channel and both wrestlers were getting prepared to fight. I crept to the phone, luckily it was a cordless so I got hold of it and took it to my room. I dialled my mate Kyle’s number, it rang twice and he picked it up.

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“Hi, who’s this?”

“Its me, Jay.  Listen I want you to meet me near the bus station. I want to move out of here and I just want you to help out.”

“Its really crazy here as well its better if we both leave.”

“Okay I’ll see you near the bus station in 10mins.”

I put the phone down on my bed and got hold of a carrier bag and threw a few pairs of clothes in and some crisp packets, I thought if I had enough things but Kyle might have more and we could survive on that ...

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