A time when i ran away

Everybody at school Jeers at me and constantly bullies me. pull down the teachers pick on me, because Im not exactly the brightest student. Everyday I go home battered and bruised yet my parents still dont take a snatch look at me. I may be shy, but Im in any case mysterious, curious and after some thought, and quite a lot of beatings, I decided to sift something new, to run away from home. Vive been traveling for ages now, with no brainstorm of where Im going. The hot sun bears down on me, my lips are parched and Im direful for an ice cold drink.I use what little spare change I have, to buy myself a bottle of water, and before I know it Vive kaput(p) through the whole thing. Im exhausted, yet I have no shelter, no food or drink, and worst of any I have no family. I re tout ensembley regret running away. I wish I could Just have a second chance to go behind and fix everything. But I know better, that Im not wanted there, and that theyre all probably throwing a party now that Vive left. I realism that I have no hope, if I keep on moaning and groaning about what an idiot I am. So, instead I decide to make a propose as to how I can survive.Vive never shoplifted before its a solely new concept for me. When I was younger I would always look guilty about sneaking a few chocolates of the top of the cupboard. So you can see how petrified I am about shoplifting. I crusade to casually stroll Into Decos, but I cant keep my heart from clunk so fast, I cant stop the sweat from bucketing down my face. Every gangboard has a shop assistant wandering around keeping an affectionateness on everything. I decided to reach the confectionery aisle. I surreptitiously slipped a Fruit Pastilles packet Into my pocket and Just as I done so I was halted by the assistant.I felt my pulse stag I knew I was in for It. H reached behind himself and took out a sheet. Sprawled out across the front was LOST BOY, with a picture of person who looked exactly like me. Thats when It fall upon me that I was the lost boy. No spoken language could describe how I was feeling. I dashed out of the store and sprinted all the way home, only to pose It completely abandoned. I asked a genus Passer where the occupants of my house were. He calmly pointed to the roof and said they hurdled to their death, because of the heartache of losing their abstracted son.It was at that moment, that I collapsed to the round, and was once again reunited with my family a time when I ran away By Reverberant-Congratulating petrified I am about shoplifting. I try to casually stroll into Decos, but I cant keep my decided to try the confectionery aisle. I sneakily slipped a Fruit Pastilles packet into knew I was in for it. H reached behind himself and took out a sheet. Sprawled out Thats when it hit me that I was the lost boy. No words could describe how I was feeling. I dashed out of the store and sprinted all the way home, only to find it