Life Between Two People

Hi.

Wow. Was this night ever eventful. Let’s start from me leaving.

I had told my sister that I was going to hang out with a few friends, just so she wouldn’t question me. I had to sneak out of the house with my bag of clothes and things. I decided that I would walk first then when I thought I had enough energy, I would start running. At home I had planned where to stop if I got too tired. About half way there I had enough energy to run for a little while. I only ran for twenty minutes until I got tired. I decided to walk from then on.

I got to Adeline’s house by the time my parents would get home. By the time I would have been in bed. By the time they would be looking frantically for me. I shook off all of my bad thoughts and knocked on the door. Adeline answered. She was in her night gown and she looked surprised.

I told her that I had to come, to get away from all of those weird feelings that I wasn’t used to. After she made tea and we talked while eating cookies. Her parents were sleeping, so they had no clue that I was there. After about an hour or two we heard a knock on the door. We were so surprised we forgot that it could be my parents.

As we opened the door together, we saw the angry faces of all my family. I didn’t get to say one word, because all that happened was my father pulling me by the shirt, into our carriage. I waved, silently to Adeline.

Now, I am back at home. I was in a lot of trouble, so I have to do a lot of chores. It really sucks. After last night, my father took his gun and he left. He isn’t back yet. I have a bad feeling about this. My mother said that he loses his temper easily. I hope he doesn’t lose it on the French people. That would be terrifying.

I must go. Goodbye.

Yours Truly, Nayeli.

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