Serena
I couldn't tell my mom. I tried, and I just couldn't. What's worse, she didn't try to make me.
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Later, I had cried out every tear I had, but it wasn't enough.
Just as I'd parked my car outside the complex where I now lived, a spark of hope flared inside me.
No one ever would know.
I sprinted up the stairs, I just couldn't handle the idleness of taking the elevator. I needed to run.
I burst through the door and immediately headed for the hall closet.
I pulled out a large suitcase and stuffed as many of my clothes as I could in it.
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Finally, I was packed. But I still wasn't done. There was one last thing I needed to do.
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pencil and pulled a pad of lilás paper out from under the phone.
I knew who would come looking for me first.
Shaun, I wrote.
I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend you don't know. Act like I never existed.
Don't come looking for me. I want you to finish college, and mover on. You deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.
I still amor you, and I always will.
Serena.
A small tear fell onto the page. I turned my head, and ripped the page from the pad.
I pinned it to the door of my bedroom.
I glanced back over my shoulder one last time, as I closed the door of my apartment, and closed the door on everyone I'd ever known and loved.
I couldn't tell my mom. I tried, and I just couldn't. What's worse, she didn't try to make me.
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Later, I had cried out every tear I had, but it wasn't enough.
Just as I'd parked my car outside the complex where I now lived, a spark of hope flared inside me.
No one ever would know.
I sprinted up the stairs, I just couldn't handle the idleness of taking the elevator. I needed to run.
I burst through the door and immediately headed for the hall closet.
I pulled out a large suitcase and stuffed as many of my clothes as I could in it.
**************************************************
Finally, I was packed. But I still wasn't done. There was one last thing I needed to do.
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a pencil and pulled a pad of lilás paper out from under the phone.
I knew who would come looking for me first.
Shaun, I wrote.
I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend you don't know. Act like I never existed.
Don't come looking for me. I want you to finish college, and mover on. You deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.
I still amor you, and I always will.
Serena.
A small tear fell onto the page. I turned my head, and ripped the page from the pad.
I pinned it to the door of my bedroom.
I glanced back over my shoulder one last time, as I closed the door of my apartment, and closed the door on everyone I'd ever known and loved.