Seriously, I never ever thought of running away from home before. Work was normal for me, nothing interesting happened. I spent most of my time at work writing and expressing my thoughts on paper to my family, telling them how I feel about each and everyone of them. I hope the words on my letter will mean something to them and that they will change for the better, hopefully.

I thought very hard the night before I plan to run away from home. I somehow felt that I should do something to make sure that I can change the way my family is. After work, I went home to pass the letters to my family first before going to meet my friend to talk and pour all my sorrows out. I am really grateful to have such a friend like him. He spent almost the whole night with me and we had dinner together, had supper together and went shopping together.

I felt much better after talking to him because I know him for so long and he understands me well. My friend had to go home eventually because he has school the next day and I cannot be so selfish and deprive him of his sleep. After my friend and I parted, I went to the flats around my house and sat down to do some reflection. I did my quiet time there too as the place was pretty quiet and I was alone.

At about eleven plus, I went home because my mother was worried sick and she wanted to see me. I wanted to stay out and pretend that she did not call me, but I could not be so irresponsible and abandon my family. I have no choice but to go home so that she will not have to worry overnight.

My mother and I managed to talk things out and everything in my family seemed to be settled for now. I hope my family can remain happy and united as one.