I have to get out. I can’t stay here. She could leave me on the street and not come pick me up a day later this time. I throw things around the room until I find my torn, beat up, old brown back pack. I shove five suits of clothes in there as I hear my mom leave for work. I zip it up and go into the kitchen. I grab cans of potted meat and ravioli. I also grab five bottles of water before heading out of the door. I grab my old striped jacket that I got when I was eleven. Its sleeves climbed halfway up my elbow, but it will have to do. I race down the alley as I feel the cold rain pour down on me. I know where I can stay. My friend tyler and I have a secret hide out deep In the woods, and we both swore if we needed each other at any time we would meet up at the old tree house. I can finally see it in the distance. Its only about 40 feet away. I pop my phone out of my pocket and call tyler. “come on, answer tyler.” I say as I hear the phone ring. “Whats wrong Mariah?” Tyler says. I can tell he just woke up. “My mom threw me out on the street again. Secret hide out. Now.” “ok. I’ll be right there.” He says as he hangs up.
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Teen FictionMariah is a teen living with her always drunk mother, but when her mother does something terrible, she goes an attempts to run away. She is soon caught and put into the place she fears going the most. But the worst part is, her "friend" Tyler has do...
