The Night I Left Everything Behind

I was packed and ready to go for another school day, little did my parents know that I was also packed for something else entirely. As my parents were in their room, I quickly gathered my stuffs and necessities in the dark. I got dressed under the covers of my bed, laid down my animals underneath the comforter so it would really look like I was sleeping. I waited until 11:14pm to make my move. I quietly slipped out of the house, grabbing my computer on the way out. I love my parents, I really do, but this was something I needed to do myself. I then ran the first legs across the field not daring to look back until after I could no longer see my old abode. I turned left, as my instincts told me and followed the long winding road of E. Shore Drive. I sang loudly and talked to the forest as I walked. It felt great, the forest didn't judge me it just listened and nodded it's head. But, I had an ulterior motive, I really did not want any creatures to come out of the darkness and into the moonlight on the road, so I made as much noise as possible. About a half a leg later, a bus passed me on the road then curiously pulled over and stopped. All the others cars that had passed me couldn't care less, yet this bus driver had the kindest heart I have ever seen. We talked for two minutes, it was a short ride (but a good and much needed one). He told me that whenever I was in a pinch and saw a bus on the road, "just wave your hands at it, they might stop or they might not, but generally we bus drivers are good guys and will lend a helping hand if you're in need." and then after about 30 seconds of being in the bus, he dropped me off, "If you ever need any help or in a tight spot, I ride this route at this time every Sunday." And then he was off, and so was I. Quite a few people passed me along the road, no one bothered to stop or even look (not that i cared obviously) but it proved something to me, people are oblivious to anyone or anything other than themselves. Could this be the reason I left home? One of them. Right now I'm trying to find out how and why I did it as well, but onwards with the story we go! There were even about six police cruisers just cruising around that never bothered to stop either. I walked and walked and walked. Oh, how wonderful are cell phones? They're perfect for making light and loud noises to keep the creatures and nightmares at bay! Then, surprisingly enough, (about an hour later) a Policeman pulled up behind me. He asked me if I was alright and if anything was wrong. The man had a genuine good heart, you could see he really cared. But what I said was "I'm fine officer, thank you." "Are you sure? I have to ask, not many people walked around at three in the morning." "Yes I know... but the bus..." He nodded his head. "Oh ok, would you like me to give you a ride home?" You could see he was worried, but somehow, someway, I was in the best mood of my life (could that be because of the nice bus driver?) but I pleasantly declined his offer, saying I would be alright and for him to have a good night. "Oh alright then, good night." and then the gold-hearted officer drove off down the road. He and the bus driver were the only ones that stopped their busy lives for me on my long hike. Kudos to them! though I feel sorry about not telling them the truth, they made my night/day, those two kind-hearted men.
I plan on writing a book about this journey someday. Maybe that's what I should do? become a professional writer/poet? I don't know, everything is just starting to fall into place. I'm happier now than I have been in YEARS!!!! But, I'd like my parents to know that I still love them, very much, and that this was not their fault in any way. (oh, and the computer is handy too... you know its exactly like keeping a journal, but digital ^.^ )