I guess I freaked out. I think freaked out is the only way I can describe the last 2 days. I just lost my marbles. Hook is a good movie. I had enough of the way things were at home. I went away to Cassie's for the night. We stayed in her sleep out and danced to music I'd never admit to liking. I was having fun but I still couldn't escape my problems. I had nowhere to go. She dragged me to the beach the next morning. I don't really like the beach when its really hot and I especially feel out of place in jeans because I hate my legs in skirts or shorts. She made us walk a distance just so she could watch Jacco in his lifesaving competition. The competition finished two hours before we even got there. I eventually got fed up with her and decided I was going home. I knew going home would only make matters worse but I was covered in sand and needed a shower. The minute I got home the trouble started. I got in the shower and tried to block it out. I open the door and they're standing there waiting for me. They eventually piss off but the damage had already been done. I grabbed my white bag. I put $5 from mine and Brendon's savings jar and my wallet inside, along with my cell phone, which I turned off, and my keys. I slipped out the door without locking it and I left the windows open. I don't remember much of what I did. My mind was so confused that I found myself just walking around in a daze. I ended up at the beach. I wasn't scared. I didn't fear anything. I was unreachable. In the meantime my parents had arrived home to find a note telling them I wasn't to be back before 10. They called Cassie. They called Jim. They called Brendon. They basically called the three people that I was hiding my problems from. I didn't want them to know things had gotten bad and I certainly didn't want them to care. They called Brendon. I'm going to have fun explaining this to him. I hope he isn't upset that I didn't just come to him. I wanted to. I feel better today. I just want it to all go away. I want to be left alone. I wish I had of spent the time away doing the things I'd wanted to do, like, going to the Botanical Gardens and going to the beach early in the morning. I know Cassie took my company for granted. Moving in with Brendon seems too easy. I wonder if he will too. The problem with running away is that eventually you have no where to run. You have no choice but to surrender and fall to your feet in despair.