Two Truths and a Lie

One year ago, I became a missing person. I left everything behind-family, friends, school. It seemed like a good idea at the time. My only option, really, until I realized running from a police officer isn't as easy as I thought it would be. It's been exactly three-hundred and sixty-five days since I left home, but I'm finally ready to take the step I should have taken a year ago. I'm done hiding. I'm done running. I'm going to take my life back. It was supposed to be easy. A meeting with J...