Chapter 2: Freedom

Once outside, I look back at what was once my home. Never again, will I go back. I can't believe I didn't see this coming. Why would they ever accept me? I have no idea what to do, so I guess I'll just walk. I leave my neighborhood, probably for the last time ever. Hopefully the last time ever. I walk until I come across a gas station. I might as well buy some food and water and essentials. I go inside and browse the shelves and figure out what I can afford. I don't know how long I'll be homeless so I might as well get some bottles of water and granola bars and dried fruit and crackers. I bring it all up to the register and rummage around in my bag until I pull out a 10 dollar bill. I thank the lord I've been blessed with a high voice and pray the cashier can pick up on that. I smile at the cashier as she scans my things.