Writing For Your Future Pg.217

Pg. 217

There had always been a struggle between my life. My mom always wanted me to live with her and I couldn’t think to leave my dad but I knew that for my safety my best bet would be to move in with my mom. My dad and step mom did not give me that option because my step mom especially like to dangle my brother and I in front of my mom like a sick little game. The D.F.S has been called numerous times on my step mom on how she treated us kids and how she abused us but somehow she seemed to manipulate her way out of it every time. I was about to turn thirteen and I couldn’t take living this way any longer. I had asked my mom while on a three-way call with the lawyer and they said the only way I could grab the D.F.S’ attention was if I were to run away. I had been playing with the idea for the longest time and the more I thought about it the more nervous I became. The day I made the final decision was probably not the best of days to do this. I was just about to climb on the bus to take the, what seemed like hour, long bus ride home, when I decided I would just get on a separate bus and see where it takes me. It just so happened that the bus I had climbed on was my best friend Trystann’s bus and I explained to her the whole plan. I was so nervous the whole time. When I got to her house I used her mom’s phone to call my mom and my mom just told me that she couldn’t come get me. It was like I did it for nothing and now I was really scared because I knew that when I was to go home I was going to get the whoopin’ of my life. My step mom called the cops on me and they found where I was and took me to my dad in the parking lot of PCMS. I was shaking and crying. My step mom made this scene like she was really concerned but as soon as we got into the car she glared at me and said she couldn’t wait until we got home. When we got home I got what I knew was coming. But to my surprise the next day D.F.S showed up to our house and actually talked to me for once and for the first time, I told them everything, I didn’t lie to them anymore I let it all out. Before they left they spoke to my dad and step mom and they were furious. But that was the year when I moved in with my mom to Carthage and that is when my life really started to change. I wasn’t living in the shadows anymore and I wasn’t the center of suffering. I was a completely knew person and I was happy.