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Saturady was... hot. And I mean  this in every posible way. I mentioned before that on Saturday me and others would come to the Bronx Underground, and that it would be my first time. So I didn't know what to expect.

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Today was nice. I shopped with Tommy in Gallery. We bought clothes. Tomorrow will hopefully turn out great too.

After guitar class I plan to come to the Bronx Underground with some friends. 

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I haven't been updating here lately, and to tell you the truth, it's because there's nothing to update about. My life has remained the same as I told it.

So why am I adding another boring entry? Beats the hell out of me. I guess I'm bored.

Recently I've been thinking about having my very own journal to fill memories with. That should keep me busy. Besides having an online journal isn't what I call personal. Even though you can put it in private and shit it still wouldn't be personal, personal.

I need to shop for a small compact journal that I can take with me to school and jot down some ideas.

So in the mean time I'll continue with xanga.

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Currently Reading The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew/The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe/The Horse and His Boy/Prince Caspian/Voyage of the Dawn Treader/The Silver Chair/The Last Battle By C. S. Lewis see related

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It's been a week since I ran away from home. This has got to be the most stressful morning yet. At 6:45 a.m. I recieved a call. I was still lying on the bed and I was still half dreaming when I answered it:

"Hello?"

"No one's at home, they'll be nobody to watch your brother and sister."

"Who's this?"

"Who's this... who's this... what time did you sleep last night?"

"I don't know."

"Your mother has school and I have work, you need to be home to watch your brother and sister."

"God, fine for how long?"

"What? You're not coming back there."

"Why not?"

"Because they'll be going camping. Are you going with them to camp?"

"No."

"Then where will you stay? They can't leave you in their house alone for four days. You're still a minor."

"And what did mom say? She told me I could stay in Aunt's house. Then when they come back--"

"You can't do that. You're still a minor. You'll get them into trouble. Fay's mother and father told us that they'll be good to Leslie but don't want to be involved. If a minor runs away the family that is haboring them will get into trouble. You're just compounding the problem."

[silence]

"I'll pick you up in twenty minutes. Bring your things."

"What, now in twenty minutes?"

"Why, how long will it take you to get your stuff?"

[silence]

"Go get your stuff."

"...okay"

"Good."

I threw the phone on the bed and began to cry from anger. From that phone call I discovered a few things. I didn't know I would bring trouble to Fay's parents just as long as no one knew. Turns out a few people did know. Including a policeman who happens to be a friend. He told my mom and dad that he'll be glad to escort me back home. My father referrs to themselves and myself as being lucky for knowing a policeman. That way, no one would go to jail.

If a family is discovered of harboring a runaway child without reporting it, they'll have more problems to face. Although it's true to its word, I think it's all bullshit. I KNOW for a fact my parents wouldn't even dare report that I was gone missing. Let's just say they've got a few law breaking of their own. And they say that I'm binded to the law as a minor until I reach the age of 18. Bullshit. Last time I checked it, the age was 16, that's 1 month and 4 days away.

They don't know that I know. They think they're clever, knowing that telling me to pack my things in the last minute with a bunch of bullshit excuses would brainwash me. My siblings don't need me to watch over them. My brother is now the age of when I was left alone in the house to watch over them. Besides, I'll be in my room the entire time, not knowing if they're slitting their wrists or whatnot.

They are so eager to get me back to protect their reputation. Already two families know and that's two more than enough. Word spreads out quick and gossip will grow. They can't stand the thought of being known as the screwed up parents they are. There's no other reason why they need me back. 

Still, I packed my things and did nothing more. I walked out of that house in my PJs and bags. I left knowing this wasn't the end. I only gave up my position and let down my guard, not wanting to bring trouble to a family that I loved. I refuse becoming a burden to them after trying so hard not to be one.

"THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING"

The stuffed van left the street with Fay still standing at the apartment's front door, just watching with a blank face. She looked real sad and depressed, and out came an emo tear from me.

My parents should consider themselves lucky that I told them where I ran away to. Next time I won't be so kind. August 4th approaches quick. Right now in my room, I don't plan to unpack my things. I'll move in with my Aunt. So I'll wait till my parents come back and ask them to carry my things once more.

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Today's plan was cancelled, for me anyway. I didn't feel like walking for an excessive period of time looking for jobs when I know I can't get one yet, seeing how I'm still 15. So I stayed here and napped for a good hour or two.

This morning I went to take guitar lessons. It was my second class out of nine. I learned the usual basics. Same boring shit. At least I'm getting somewhere and putting some effort in it.

I've got those dead cells thingies on my finger tips going on. And I really need to cut my nails, they effect my guitar playing. But they're so pretty... eh, we must sacrifice. I'll sacrifice for the future of the band. LOL.

Katy will practice and focus on being a [good] bassist, and Nick will take the role of an [awesome] drummer. And me on the guitar. I think we're all good singers so whoever's brave enough to sing a song will sing. Heh, we'll be a funny looking band. Originally it was suppose to be me as a drummer, Katy still a bassist, and some other girls to play guitar and sing. But now those girls are out of the question and Nick is up for it.

We've been thinking of forming a band for a while now but won't make it official until we're actually decent. That'll take some time, but unlike some other bands we won't split up or drop out. We can't. We see and talk to each other all the time. They're brother and sister to me... who just happen to go out with each other, lol. Gross.

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