He's asking about about my opinions on some very important things like family problems, running away, escaping and lying. I feel like he knows about my almost every night trips. I'm starting to get a little cautious but I still answer as truthful as I can, while keeping my secret.

"Have you ever ran away before?" He asks, and quietly stares right into my eyes waiting for my answer. I freeze for a second, thinking about what should I say. Should I lie? Should I say the truth? What if he knows and he's going to think that I'm a liar...? I don't know... So I decide to answer, but with another question. Meaning I'm not answering his.

"Why do you ask? Have you ever ran away?" He looks at me seemingly a little disappointed by my answer. His expression shows.. rage? But it lasts for only half a second. It leaves as soon as it comes.

Maybe he didn't expect it. Maybe he thought I would answer say yes and open up to him or maybe say no and deny it. It wasn't long before he opened his mouth with a smirk, and answered my question, but he asked yet another question right away. I guess it's only right for me to answer it truthfully.

"I actually have... so I was just wondering, have you? You look like the kind of girl that would. I don't mean it in a bad way. I just mean it in the way that you look cool and savage. In my eyes, that's pretty attractive. Did you ever break any laws?" He said it, and continued looking at me awaiting for my answer. His stare was so hard I could almost feel it burn a hole through my face.

I had all these thoughts running through my mind. Should I tell him? It's probably right that I do. I don't want to though... or I could answer halfway half-truthfully... I won't tell him everything, because we're not that close and I don't trust him that much....

So I say "Well, I did run away once. I really had to. About the law thing though, if having an argument with your parents once in a while, or if running away only once is is a law, then yes, if not, then no." All he does, is looks at me, and smiles while nodding his head. 

It's a little weird, and creeps me out little. I feel goosebumps up my spine. Did I say too much? Out of nervousness, I just look at the clock but once I see the time, I can't contain my surprise. "Oh my God! It's been 3 hours! I really have to go now. It was nice talking to you." I say sanding up, and fixing my clothes. He stands up too, and stretches his hand out to me, saying "It was a pleasure talking with you. I hope we get to do it again." 

I shook his hand, and as soon as soon as our hands parted, I quickly walked over to the door, and opening it, looked back at him. " I hope you feel better already. See you tomorrow."  I ​say this, and close the door. 

I'm walking down the hall thinking about all the things that we talked about, and what could my answers lead to. But of all of those things, I don't think anything was greatly dangerous. I'm walking up stairs to my room, and look back one more time. I don't know why I did that.

Was I expecting something? Was I hoping for something? Frantically, I look back forward, and start walking upstairs quickly. I walk into my room, and go back into my closet. 

Damn... It's such a mess. When was the last time cleaned it? I was supposed to clean it out every week. I have been so lazy...

  I walk over to the drawer, and open the drawer box with the mask. Looking at it, I slide my hand over it. I missed this...  I change, and put the mask on. 

Walking out, and locking my door, I crack open the window, feeling the breeze against my face. But... I start to feel a shiver run down my spine. What's wrong...? I've done this a billion times before. What's wrong with this one time?

I go back to my closet, grab a jacket, and tie it around my waist. Maybe it's just the wind. I tell myself, hoping that I'm right. I climb out the window, and get to the ground. If I would try to get out through the balcony, someone would see me and call the cops. 

Since I'm on the second floor, I have to use a tree to get down, otherwise I'll probably die or injure myself badly. I start walking around the house to try to make sure I'm not noticed.
When I'm in the back, I jump over the fence, and run a few blocks to where I hopefully won't be recognized or noticed.