Ryan Adams
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Finding a Mud Puddle Among Other Things With My Sister
My sister and I were sitting in a mud puddle in our underwear when police showed up to take us home. We were seven and six years old when we decided to run away. That morning, after packing our wagon with a loaf of bread, peanut butter and stuffed animals, we set out for our new life. A better life without rules and regulations, freedom in the greatest sense of the word. Walking out the door, we felt what I assume most people feel the first time they leave their lives behind: fear, excitement, the natural adrenaline of tackling a new challenge. Being the youngest, my sister was understandably unsure of our plan, but she followed regardless, trusting me and all the knowledge I had acquired in the year before her. I knew better, plain and simple.
By Ryan Adams6 years ago in Families