i ran away today... Without any shoes. and now my feet are hurting. Mom wants me to get a job and i understand that. Because i really do need to get one, but at the same time it's that same argument as before. She took me to a temp service and i got the application, but we went home because i didn't have enough of the information i needed. I didn't want to go back... I told my mom and she yelled at me. So i went to my room and was trying to figure out what i want. and my mother comes in and grabs me by the arm and tells me to get off my butt... so i ran out the door... My arm was on fire. She cut me with her nails and left scratch marks. I had no shoes. I'd left my cell phone. I ran to a friend and we had a great day. REALLY GREAT! dispite that my feet hurt. First time i've had fun since school got out. Probably because it was the first time that someone really wanted to spend time with me... I miss that. nobody loves me... except a few that still show that they do. and yet i'm still calm.