Chapter 12: Plan 2

Lying in bed, the moonlight filtering in through the window cast a soft glow on the room. But sleep eluded me. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, all centered around one thing - I had to leave. I couldn't take anything with me. I had to leave everything behind.

I knew that if I stayed in that house any longer, my sanity would slip away. "Tonight," I whispered to myself, "I'm going to run away from this house."

My body seemed to rebel against the thought of staying any longer, urging me to leave immediately. Carefully, I made my way to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. I had to be quiet. I couldn't let anyone see me.

But just as I was about to open the door, I heard a shout from inside. "There's a burglar! Help!" It was Ethan's mother.

I froze, my heart racing. I hadn't expected such a small sound to alert her. "Damn," I thought to myself, "what kind of response is that?"

"Ethan, there's a burglar in our house!" she shouted again. I could hear footsteps approaching. It was Eth