I wiped my tears, picked my a little bag were I dropped my phone and charger and my bank cards. I held my Car keys in my hands.
In this moment I was grateful that I brought them up with me. I did not have to say anything to them.
I stood for a few minutes as I strategized how to get out of the house again. Would leaving quietly be better.
It would be a more peaceful means though. But it would cause more damage in the end.
I decided to let them know I was leaving. I pulled my box gently down the stairs.
"Where are you going" Mum demanded as she saw me my box in my hand and a frown on my face.
"I'm going to stay with my friends for days" I said simply
"And you did not think that taking our permission is important" Dad asked, from the tone of his voice I could tell that he was fed up
