Feb 2 2026

 A moment in my life that felt like the beginning of a powerful story would be when I had ran away from my abusive home. The main feeling I had was fear. Fear of what my mother would do, Fear of where I would go, Fear that I was putting my sister in danger, Fear that I was doing the wrong thing. Even so, I had a tiny sense that this was something that needed to be done. What made it feel like a turning point was how fast everything changed. I begun to live with my stepfather, lost contact of my mother for a while after living with her for all my life. It was kind of hard to adjust and I had felt like I was obligated to go back and talk to my mother. Eventually, I begun to accept the things of the past and move forward and in the end it all feels like a distant dream. Being 11 and running away with my younger sister would DEFINITELY be one of the biggest butterfly effects

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