One day, I'll run away. Not permenant, just a day. I'll wake up at 5 in the morning, and won't return until the bats are flying high in the sky. I'll follow the railroads. They've been abandoned for years. Me and my dad used to walk those very railroads. Not for whole days. But an hour or two. Now, I'll travel it alone. I'll pack snacks and drinks. I'll bring a couple dollars. Not much. Just to last me throughout the journey. I won't tell anyone about it either. Just get up one morning and leave. No friends either. They couldn't last the whole day anyway. My family may worry. Or they may simply go about their lives. I could completely dissapear, for one day. It's creepy to think about. But that's the way my family works. If you aren't jumping right in front of them, they might forget you completely.
