Runaway

Sitting in the shed out side in the backyard, my neck cracked and my joints crinkled up. Dad had built this when I was 5, and now, after 11 years, I practically live here. The only time I'm allowed to go inside is during meals, when my Mom, Dad, my sister Ainsley and cousin Michel all sit at the table. Mom says it's appropriate for a "stable" family. How the hell is it stable? I mean they had to kick me out so Michel would have his own room. I popped A smoke and went around to the front yard when I saw Michel checking the mail. "Mom home?" I ask " N-no sh-she's at work" I replied with an "okay" and ran inside. Michel followed. "What are you doing Ellie" he said "Grabbing some cash, gonna meet a friend at the mall don't tell anyone! Please!" (Now Mitchel, with him being older, really didn't have to be here. His boyfriend and I get along pretty well. He always calls me "fab" which is short for "fabulous" so I don't really mind it because it gives me some quality time to observe. I'm not a "take action" type. It could take anywhere from 2 weeks to 2 years to observe anyone.) "Okay but you owe me!!" He shouted as I ran down the street with my fake ID and $20 cash. Hopefully Mom won't bother to notice. At the gas station I grabbed a Lipton green tea and some trail mix and went to the register "Camel please" I said "Pfff how old are you? You look like a baby" said the cashier" A woman with long, wavy red hair looked at me, smiled and said "Camel please" The cashier handed them to the woman, and I walked outside, *the door opened* "Here" said a voice. I turned around and it was the girl at the cash register. "I got them for you...need a ride?" To be continued...