Why I left

A Story by Donerchick

A short story about a girl who explains why she left home.

         My name is Savannah Coaxsting. I am seventeen and a runaway. This is the story of why I left.
        It was a hot day and I was hanging out with my friend Samantha. We had been talking about the start a eleventh grade. We both had mixed feelings, we were both sad about the fact that we getting closer to college yet happy because soon we would be adults.
        Samantha said it was time for her to go. We walked home together but Samantha, my only friend never made it.
        I decided while I stared her limp body that I was going to runaway and not face the eleventh grade alone. That's why I left.