I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into. But of course, he didn’t know. All he knew was the life he was leaving behind.
A life of pretending to be someone he wasn’t, of pleading with his parents to accept him.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the Rosewood Station-bound 10:30 train is now arriving.”
Ready or not. He adjusted his knapsack containing the only remnants of his life he had been able to salvage – some clothes and a passport his parents hadn’t thrown away.
Here I go.
© Jade M. Wong 2016
Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count: 100 exactly.