Absquatulate; to leave without saying goodbye.
I need to leave. It’s not a question any more it’s the only way. If I don’t leave, I’m going to do something final…
I don’t think anyone want’s that, but what else can I do?
My parents just haven’t gotten over my baby brother’s death. My mother is still spending most of her time in bed. My father waiting on her and sulking off to work when he must. They are shadows of themselves.
And me? I’m more then a shadow. I’m invisible.
I’ve tried everything I can think of and more, but none of the attention seeking or cries for help methods worked. It’s like I’m dead to them too.
That’s why I’ve to get out. I’m going to leave first thing tomorrow. Everything I want is all ready packed and I’ve a plan. I’m going to take mum’s car and drive to my new apartment on the other side of the city. I’ll be still close enough to work that way. Then I can clear my head and figure out if I’m going to move further away or out of the country.
I’m not even going to bother to say goodbye to my parents. I bet they won’t even notice I’m gone.