Ever Ran Away?

When I was 5-6 years oldish, I threatened to run away. Some horrific injustice had been done to me and I just would not stand for it. It was my childly duty to fix this by running away. That would teach my grandparents the ultimate lesson.. Mess with me and I am out of here! So, I packed my bag with essentials. Some old teddy bear type deal (AKA Playpretty), my favorite shoes, a box of Raisin cakes, a Donny and Marie album, and loads of clean underwear. (I mean You do not want to be in an accident and NOT have on clean underwear? I knew this lesson well.) I was ready to hit the road. Get the H-E double hockey sticks out of Dodge. Damn the man!! I wrote a precise note. It went something along the lines of "You are very mean. I am running far away. You are so mean. You will learn not to be so mean!" Off I went.. determined. (I am positive not only were my grandparents watching from the window, but every relative along the lane was sneaking peeks at Hub & Martha's runaway Granddaughter.) I walked down the driveway until I hit a stop sign (well, the mailboxes but I knew that's where I was suppose to stop). I had 2 choices. Go around the "block" (my block consisted of cutting through GreatPapaws yard and back around through Uncle JR's yard) or stand there. Papaw would have my head if I crossed the street alone. I chose walking around the "block." Before I knew it, I was back at my grandparents driveway. Frustrated. My box of cakes gone (I took a dinner break at the barn between Greatpapaws and Uncle Jr's) ... Donny and Marie doing me no good what-so-ever. I decided to try again. When I reached the "stop sign" one more time, I stood there and Pondered should I tempt fate and cross the forbidden zone? Dare to go where I knew I should not go? I didn't want to get in trouble so, I chose one more trip around the "block." Ok, By this time I was over the suitcase. The stuffed teddy bearish thing was out and no longer feeling so comforting and Donny and Marie with their sick like smiles were just well.. Annoying. When I reached the driveway I marched up defiantly to my Papaw standing there on the porch smiling. "I missed you." "I missed you too, Papaw. Have you learned your lesson?" He smiled and bent down to hug me. "I certainly have." "Good. I'm glad.. Then I am going to come home now." He suppressed a laugh and took me and my things inside with no judgment on my Big Adventure. I am nearly 31 years old with 4 kids. If you think there are days that I am not in the mood to run away, you are insane! I would love to run away to the comfort and non-judgment of my Grandparents home where Papaw's love is still everywhere and teach the bad world a lesson in hurting me.

During my terrible teen years, I ran away to London with a friend. No real reason. I hated my family, nobody understood me, usually teenager stuff. I made it over the whole weekend, spending two nights in a youth hostel by St Pauls. It was a stupid thing to do. I feel awful for what I put family and freinds through...but it certainly was an experience.

I did once with my brother when it was just me, my brother, and my father. My brother was upset because we had to wait outside while my father was inside talking to his girlfriend. My brother sat there calling me chicken and even though I was not, I felt no need to run away. However, he was going with or without me. Mind you, he was 4 years older than me and I decided to go with him to make sure that he stayed safe. I knew if I just wandered around with him for a while, he would give up and go home. When he didn't and I was soaked to the bone in the cold winter rain, I suggested that we go to a person's house to use the phone. I quietly explained to the woman we needed help gtting home. So she called my Dad for me. LOL My brother ran away again in the near future but because I really hurt my father...I never went with him again!

when i was 17 i ran away and had been on my own since. i was uset for many things that have piled up nd one day i just decided "i'm outta here." i packed a suitcase but later realized it was too heavy so I bought just one backpack with two days' worth of clothes. i also bought important things like my birth certificate, and things that have special meaning to me. i went to a friend's house and started working. it was very-low paying but i was able to find my own place to stay. ( i rented a bed space). it was two months before i showed up again at our place. see, i grew up with my aunts and my mom was abroad, but when i came back, she just said "if she doesn't want to live there anymore, then let her be." she was not angry, she was very understanding. i went back to school that year. my mum paid ofr my tuition but i paid for everything else--my dormitory, my food, and my allowance. it was a good feeling to be self-supporting.

yep a neighbour and I did when we were 13. We got to the end of the train line and then we went home.

I'm astonished .. yet again ... I keep having this de'ja vu feeling when you ask some of your questions ... I know this happened as I can remember doing it ... but it wasn't until I was told many years later that I knew how young I had been ... The story goes .. I had packed my little suitcase ... left the house and walked for what seemed like hours ... I came to a big road and didn't know which way to go ... as I was standing there our local postman came up to me and asked if I was lost ... but I'd only got as far as the top of the road I lived in ... anyway he walked me back home again .. My mum was livid and gave me a good belting for humiliating her .. when my dad came home from work I got a paddling with a hair brush ... and yet I was never asked 'why' I had wnted to run away ... I was only 3 at the time I ran away ... Strangely .. in my home nothing was ever explained to us girls .. and my sister and I were never asked our opinions on anything ... it's no wonder both my sister and I left home as soon as we could .. Although we had a fairly good home, I wrote to Dr Barnardos to ask to be adopted and unbeknown to me my sister had written to the NSPCC to ask them to intervene ... and we only found out that a few years ago when we were having a heart to heart about our strange childhood ..

I have never ran away from home or my partner. I have wanted too at times, but I would always calm down, and then try to work things out.

Yes I ran away when I was 16 but did not take anything with me at all lol I just went and stayed away for 2 Days I moved out shortly after

I never have but as a small child my brother would run away all the time. He would always go to my grandparents in the middle of the night. My mom has told me a story many times about how he ran away from home one night and took me with him. We were in our pajamas and rubber boots, with me on the back of his tricycle. My mom was freaked because this time he ran away to my Aunts place across town and even over train tracks no less. lol

i tried to run away when i was 15 due to an argument with my family, i only ended getting up to the top of my road and my brother's partner caught up with me and took me back home, so i never got far!

As a teenager I ran away from home twice. The police brought me home both times and as an adult, three months ago I ran away from a very abusive relationship.

yes i have.i had with me a bag full of clothes and no money at all,i was with my boyfriend at that time,and even if he talked to me about going back home i refused.so even if he didn't have any money either he took care of me for 3 days,and we planned of going to another place and start our life there,but unfortunately my parents found me.lol!so i got back home,and now we'll be celebrating our 6th aniversary on feb. 18,but my mom still doesn't approve of our relationship.and that is so sad,but im lucky i was able to come back home.now i'm on my 3rd year in nursing,thanks to my parents..

wow you ran away from home when you were so little?? you got lucky the neighbour saw you, what could have happen if he/she haven't see you.... that's an interesting story, but no I haven't ran away from home and I won't leave till I have my own home.

When I was 6, I also went out of home right in in front of my parents' eyes. I took only a litle of money. I wandered the days and I slept at my friend's house the night. When I spent zll my money, I returned my home, said sorry to my dad. My unique "journey" ended.

I ran away when I was sixteen. My parents were very controlling and I felt trapped. I was misrable and they wouldn't listen when I told them how I felt, so one night I ran away. I stayed with a friend, got a job and my parents and I worked it out. When I felt like things were going to be better at home, I moed back in.

When I was younger I never ran away. I was too afraid of what my parents would do to me. In my older life I have. I've gotten in my car and just left without telling anyone where I was going. Once I came back after I was able to sort things out for myself. Once I didn't come back... and I never looked back either.

Yes I have. I left home when I was 13 for a while. I dont think I should of left.

Awww, glad your neighbor brought you home! Did your parents not miss you? I don't recall ever doing this. I'm sure had had thoughts of it though!

No, never, as i always felt secure at home... even when i didnt i never had the courage to do something like that. Running away is more about courage than some people think...

I never ran away from my home But one of my neighbour used to run away from home every month . He always goes missing from school. he goes to school normally the day he runs away.As soon as he reach school, he used to get disappear...He doesnt caryy anything with him,neither money nor clothes, niothing...he used to go to nearest railway station and gets into any train without fear and manages to travel without much problem. Once he went missing so long that his parents atlast could find him 500 Kms away from home after 2 weeks. When question y he run away like that he only used to say he doesnt want to go to school....So atlast his parents decided to stop his schooling and now he is doing some small mechanic work...