Tate) " Don't you love it when no one cares about you?" I mumble to myself with sarcasm. "It makes you feel, I don't know, like trying to fly. You know it's impossible, but it's not at the same time." I look down and put my head in my hands. I go onto my laptop and the only thing you can hear is the clicks of the keyboard. "Hmm, where to go?I'll buy a ticket here. Nobody will suspect me being gone. And if they do, they don't know where I am ." I grab a hoodie and pack my suitcase. "Goodbye."