I ran away from home and had no plan to come back. I had no place to go. The only place I could think of was his. I was at first that afraid he wouldn’t accept me… but he did.

We sat on the couch, I cried and he comforted me. He kept patting my back and kept telling me “It’s alright,”.

I’d been staying there for few days and not even one of those days was boring because I always ended up laughing.