You and your dad, Miguel, had a pretty heated argument. You were mad that he always compared you to your older sister, Gabriella, and you told him that you were sick of it. He was furious that you couldn’t apply yourself more. He yelled at you and you yelled back, saying hurtful things, but it hurt most when he said you’d never amount to anything. Now you were in your room, packing your things to run away.

You packed what money you had, clothes, your phone and earbuds in a gym bag. You waited for everyone else to go to sleep to make your escape. Once you heard Miguel’s snoring and heard Gabriella turn off her lights for bed, you quietly opened your window and dropped your bag down to the ground below.