So long

I don't even know what's happening lately.
My mom and I just got into a big fight. It ended with her sitting on my stomach and cracking my back. I can't live like this anymore. I can't... I won't. She's not going to know what happend when she wakes up tomorrow and I'm not here. I've been planning this for the longest time. I'm out of here. I'll walk with no direction untill I end up in Chicago. My only real home. I can't fucking wait. It will take me days and nights but I'll get there if I have to hitch-hike. I'll walk with my head down, counting the rocks on the ground as I pass, hood up. Bring it on, I'm ready for the worst. A twelve year old girl facing the wind with two dollars in her pocket. Hit me. Don't hold back. I'm daring you.

MISSING!
Name: Natasha Nicole Small
Age: 12
Last seen wearing: PJ pants, Panic! At The Disco shirt
Please call: 1-660-I-Don't-Really-Want-Her-Back-I-Just-Want-To-Seem-Like-A-Good-Mom

Look out Chicago, here I come.