Escape

You had a bad relationship with your parents, but you also had a friend, she was always cheerful and pulled you out of troubles and all that.

That day you were sitting in your room and again listening to the screams of your parents, they were quarreling in the kitchen as always. You were about to put on your headphones when you heard a knock on the window. You went up to him and looked out of the curtains. You saw your friend standing on the bench, holding onto your windowsill, looking at you and smiling, you were a little scared because you didn't expect to see her.

–What are you doing here?!..

You asked

–I just want to get you out of this hellish apartment, let's go!

It was summer, warm, 6:30, dawn. You lived on the ground floor and were in your pajamas, but you didn't care. You've already started climbing over the window rather than stay near your parents.

You had a bad relationship with your parents, but you also had a friend, she pulled you out of troubles, sadness and all that. She had blond hair, green eyes, slightly pale skin. Your friend is a good, kind girl who gets you out of trouble. Your parents don't like you, yell at you over little things, deprive you of love and love you more than your younger brother.