Content Labels: Child Sexual Assault
It was raining a little, and starting to get dark. Running away from home seemed a lot more exciting this morning. The boy had planned it out, packed a backpack full of supplies, and carefully colored a line on a map to plan where he was going. It had taken him almost two weeks to sneak food out of the way, and pack up a clean pair of underwear and socks, and find a blanket that would fold up really small but was strong enough to last. He had carefully packed everything up in plastic bags, getting all the air out to pack it in tightly. He was pretty proud of his planning, and when he struck out from his school bus-stop, he had swaggered proudly as he walked down the road.
