for 6 months i had been kidnapped by my father. my parents divorced 2 years ago and it caused my father to break down completely. he found my location in a brand new city and brought me to this forrest by the river.

he’d left me tied in a log cabin but today i had managed to break free. the only downside he had realised and was now chasing me.

5 minutes, into my walk i found an abandoned boat house with a hat and yellow jacket stored inside the storage box.

i threw my hair up, put the hat on to make myself look more manly and used the jacket for warmth. since i just had old pyjamas on that had tattered on the seams.

i was starved practically but i used the little strength i had built up to sail down the river bend. i pushed, i rowed, i cried.

in the background an engine roared, it was my father. he wasn’t as fast as me though. i had adrenaline pumping through me and he was built on sheer laziness.

my oars splashing through the water, cutting through the water surface, propelling me along. until i saw a road and a gap in a fence.

this is my time to break free.