#Chapter213
I choose to ignore the worried girl on my bed as I take all of my hoodies off of their hangers and throw them into my duffle.
/"You do know that running away from your problems isn't the answer, right?/" She rhetorically questions
I roll my eyes at this statement.
The person who created the statement obviously wasn't running far enough.
/"It's worked great for me so far/" I reply, continuing to throw my hoodies into my duffle bag
She sighs at this response from me.
/"You won't be able to run away from your problems forever/" she tells me
My heart clenches painfully at this statement.
She's right you know.
No, she's not!
I angrily throw my hoodie into my duffle bag and turn to face the older girl.
It only takes me a few seconds to recognize that she is giving me a look of pity.
I glare at her.
