by Lankylurkr

Created on: March 01, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

I was fed up. I just couldn't take it anymore! That last injustice was too much for anyone to take.
After going to my room for the third time in as many hours, I decided that I was going to run away. That would teach them to be mean to me. Being very careful to not upset my toys, I quietly got my stick that dad and I found when we went out walking along the river several months ago. To this, I tied my handkerchief that grandma had brought me from he trips across the ocean.

I fashioned a small bag with my handkerchief, and put my book of Dr. Seuss, a change of underwear (even though I was mad at her, I stilled listened to my mom. I mean, what if I did get hit by a car?), and my stuffed bear in it. Quietly, I slipped out of my room and into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, I climbed up onto the counter and opened the cupboards, looking for food I could take. Once I found my peanut butter crackers, I grabbed them and climbed back down and went to the refrigerator, where I got a couple of apples. stuffing my food into my bag, I slung the stick over my shoulder and walked down the hallway to the front door.
As I was opening the door to leave, my Mom came out of her room. I stopped dead.
"Honey, what are you doing?" She asked, looking at me quizzically.
"I'm running away!" I said, mustering as much conviction as my four year old body could muster.
She walked over to me and crouched down. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Was that genuine concern I saw in her eyes?
I shook my head vigorously. I knew that if I said anything, my resolve would crumble and I would chicken out.
My mom sighed "O.k. sweetie, if this is what you really want to do..." she trailed off and stood up.
My heart leaped into my chest. My mind screaming at me 'she's going to throw you into your room! Run!'
That was not to be the case however. She opened the door for me and let me walk past. As I marched down the walkway to the sidewalk, she called out "Just remember, you're always welcome to come back!"
Acting like I had not heard her, I resolutely continued onwards, turning left at the sidewalk. After walking for a few minutes, I came to a street, and turned left, continuing down the sidewalk. Even though I was running away, I didn't want to go that direction. Again, I walked for a few minutes. By this time, I was starting to get hungry, so I found a place to stop. Carefully sitting down, I opened up my bag and got an apple.
Crunching the apple, I sat back and watched the world around me. I felt the

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