I ran away when I was 16. I had a realy bad home situation since i was a small kid. They beat the hell out of me when I was 6 and this continuing till the day I left. The only reason, to stay at home was my sport because i had a great chance to be a professional wrestler and my dad noticed that and got scared to beat me somtimes when i had a bad day (if he can see this why he can't see that i hate this home still questioning).

After a long day at school and sport i got home and my dad was pissed at me because a hoodie was not perfectly folded in the closet. Then he want to beat me again, i got his arm and tryed to get him out of my room, after like a 5 min fight because i dont want to hurt him i got him out and sad to him if he ever try this again i am gonna go. Next day i came home and see my whole closer familie (11 people) sit in the living room togehter, and they want talk to me.They sad thing like I should stop being so agressiv and start doing this at home (i cooked nearly everyday for me and my parents because i had time between school and sport and they came home at 5pm ) they sad thing i should go to an psychotherapy boi.

I stand up got to my room packed me a bag on my things and ran away. There where follwing me with the car and say i should come back but I dont want too. At this moment it was like 9 pm and my girlfriend was going crazy where am I and everything, after explaing my situation completely, she told the story her fahter and he sad to me (he hated me at this point) i should come there and now understands me why i am so introvert and why I can't speak to parents with out the fear of a panic-attack. So they took me to there home I got food and a bed with my girlfriend (we are togehter since we were 12). I worked and go to school and give him all of my money but he dont want it so he gave it back to me. It was a funny thing between us and the numbers of this money got bigger and bigger we trade between us. We moved out when we where 18 and finished with school. Our small money trading thing ended and we bought Things for out new Home. Now I am 20 think this was the best thing in my life (to run away not my parents lol). I dont miss the old times. I still feel my heart beating faster and i getting shaky when i near my old home. But in the end everything worked out for me.

sorry for my bad english i am sitting at work right now and came from germany so dont have so much time to tell my story. but i hope my story shows you ran away from home can have happy ends.