I walked to the end of my street.

I sat down on the bus stop and set my bag down next to me. A man sat down next to me. I ignored him, he ignored me. He had spikey black hair and was wearing sunglasses. His headphones were playing some rock song.

The bus screeched to a halt at my feet. I took a deep breath. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the carefully folded 2 dollar fair and paid the bus driver. I took a window seat in the middle of the bus and put my bag on the next seat so no one would sit near me. I rode until we got to the Greyhound Bus Station. I stood in awe that I had gotten this far without going home. I walked towards the doors. I slowed. I saw a father and daughter traveling together, just like my father and I had. I let a single tear slide down my porcelian skin. I didn’t let that stop me though. I inhaled deeply and step through the doorway. This is the beginning of the adventure of my life. Goodbye, school. Goodbye, family. Goodbye, friends. I’m off to live my life.