Homeless (part 1) DAY ONE

"Honey, listen. It's not ok. We are homeless. None of us know what is going to happen to us and most of us would rather not know what already has. You won't survive unless you can have something normal.

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The First Attempt

Over the course of the next week, I began to feel that the pain, fear and uncertainty in my life was to no end. If I was to live and die in my pitiful, pain-ridden life, I felt it wasn't worth stretching out the agony. A plan began to form in my mind.

That One Time I Flew

It had been a perfect full moon, August night with clear skies when I started; the flash of lightning roughly a half mile away over the peak next to mine threw my shadow down a steep ravine, heading my way. I quickly calculated my odds, and they weren't good.

The Abduction (kind of)

If he lied to get me this far, it couldn't be good. I started screaming and struggling against his vice-like grip as he started dragging me down the jetway. The attendants, suddenly wide eyed and alarmed, began to close in on my father and I.

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