Chapter I On The Run

I could see fog on my glass lenses as I tried to wipe the tears that were streaming down form my eyes. It was three a.m. on a Saturday morning and my parents had told me not to bother coming to the house. Curfew had been set at no more than ten minutes after midnight and there was a good reason for it. I had previously disobeyed my strict parents many times before.Many warning had been given to me and I had signed a contract that it wouldn’t happen again without consequences. At the time that I had signed it, it seemed like it was a sensible thing to do. I had no other place to go to. My friends often teased me into staying later than I intended to. Peer pressure had made me loose my trust to my parents. I knew better, but in the moment of the violations my so called friends made me feel like I was in control.My parents had to bail me out previously and the cost had sky-rocketed after so many abusive times. My college tuition money had been spent on my stupid behavior problems and it had been the only way to have me back home. Each time that I came out of the punishment period it seemed like my friends knew it and they exploited every second of it.This time my parents had left me in charged of our house believing that I deserved a chance to regain their trust. The problem was my friends, they knew I would be alone this Friday night. They made plans without consulting me and it was them who were in control of my life, not me.I knew better than to open the door to them. I had no intentions of having a party, but as usual, I fell for the old trick. “Hey Rick, we just want to talk to you. You know, nothing else to do. We will gone way before your parents get back. Nothing is going to happen, so open up, pleaseeeeeeeeeee!”Once they were inside they just took over. It seemed like the more I said no, the more it meant it was okay. First came the pizza’s and the trouble was I had to pay close to fifty bucks for them. The delivery man just waited for payment and I swear my so call friends would have taken the pizza’s and run him off. I didn’t want trouble at my parent’s house so I paid, but it was only the beginning of my problems.The guys saw where I took the money from and it was from my parent’s secret hiding place in their bedroom. I should have seen it coming, but I trusted them to be better behaved then before. Once I rushed to the front door to pay for the food they snuck right in and took not just the money, but all of my mother’s jewelry. At first, I hadn’t noticed until they made their next move.Oh, I should be back home but I can’t get myself into doing it. They did some terrible things at my house and the police and my parents will soon know about it. I was so foolish to have let it happen. I was the person in charge and nobody is going to believe the whole story.I can’t tell anyone, at least just yet. Those guys are in it all together and they will be looking for me. I have to continue running, if I go home then it will be my parents that will have to answer to the local police. Then the FBI will be called in and who knows what else might happen. I know they will think that I did that terrible crime, but I have to run.

Chapter I On The Run


Harlingen, United States

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A teenage boy is over his head in touble, but he can’t tell anyone and so he runs.

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