My brain hurts so much from the sad. I'm so worried about my love life, my life in general, SilverDeadParade who has the eye of hurricane Irma going through them, and thinking about what's gonna happen when I run away that I have a terrifying migraine. I can't bring myself to care about anything else anymore. What I've packed so far tho is a box of saltines, I'm planning on filling 4 bottles of water, a hoodie, scarf, and hat, a knife, and I'm stealing at least $30 from my dad while he's outside smoking on Sunday, which is the night I'm planning on running, or riding, away.

Mom...?

Yes, Nikki?

What did you mean by "riding"...?

Ah, yes. I might take my bike while running, but that might give away the fact that I ran away. It will get me farther faster, though. Which should I do? Running/walking or riding?

Wait, mom! Earlier You were talking about a brother of some sorts... What did you mean?

... That must be kept secret for now.

O-okay...

Hey, Nikki?

Yes, mother?

How bout you try the ending just to practice for whenever I'm really sad again?

Okay! But... You don't have a set ending...

Exactly. Just wing it.

Okay! Here's a random pic on her phone!

Perfect!

YAY!