Red
It was ninteen eighty-five. My father and I had an argurment, so I walked out. I was eighteen and had no place to go. We lived in southern New Hampshire which is all back woods for thoes of you who don't know. We argued because I satyed out all night and he didn't think that was very responsible. I didn't have a job or any money. I just quit school two weeks ago and he thought I should be looking for a job. I started walking down this long back road wondering where I should go. I couldn't go...
Bisexual