• The wolves that became my friends stood at the back door, saying goodbye. My Wyoming and everything that I knew would be gone. I petted each one of them, and said goodbye. Little Shadow whined when I left to go to the car.

    I was leaving to France, to my hated father, the one who thinks I’m nothing. That’s the home I’m going to. I don’t want to go. I don’t want city lights. I want trees, and mountains, and my friends. I would want to stay with my mom if she wasn’t doing this. But she got married and decided to send me off to my dad.

    In my dads eyes, I’m worthless. If I can’t be formal and sweet then I’m useless to him. And my mother knows that. We had a fight not long ago about that. The flashbacks came to me, and I couldn’t stop them.

    “Hailey please just listen!" my mom begged.

    “No mom! I'm pissed! Do you actually think that I’m going to PARIS to live with my dad?" I. said.

    “Its Paris honey, your dad said you can do whatever you want. In Paris!" my mom said.

    “When am I going?" I asked.

    “Tomorrow, I packed your stuff and everything." she said.

    “Wow, you want to get me out of the house that soon? Well, mother I will go along with your plan and I hope I will never see you again!" I yelled.

    That was our fight. I had ran away several times from my dads, each time he brought me back to my mom. Now shes giving me back to him. For the fifth time.

    I decided not to cry. I will not cry. That’s not me. I don’t cry.

    I hope that something happens that will stop me from living with my dad. This time, for good.