One Week Trip To Nowhere With Mr. Stranger

I ran away not to disobey my parents but to stay away from my overly controlling father... I must say running away is FREEDOM. NO rules to follow, NO strict parents to restrain you and lastly, NO FOUR CEMENTED WALLS THAT SERVES AS A PRISON CALLED HOUSE. Yeah, it sounds harsh and sad but my house is JUST a house and I DON’T NEED a house, I needed a HOME. A home I can be myself, a kind of home where I can express my desires and passion; where I can make a decision for myself. A home I can freely breathe. And sadly, that’s not what our family is and maybe, it will never be...