As soon as I stepped onto that bus, I was hit by a swarm of butterflies. Was I really doing the right thing? My mind threatened to bring back those memories. I took a deep breath. No! Go away! I bit my tongue, hoping to keep back a scream that threatened to come out. I closed my eyes and blocked out all thoughts. This is the right thing. I need to get away. The bus made me jolt as it suddenly was put into gear and started forewords. There is no turning back now.
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Drapetomania: n. an overwhelming urge to run away
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Like a Dandelion
General FictionRunning away has never been something Mandi would do. She would always try and stick out her problems and face them with determination. But when she does run away and begin her new life thousands of kilometres away from where she once deemed safe an...
