It was Sunday before I knew it and I knew we would possibly be going back and I wasn't one hundred percent sure but I did what Lincoln did and the taxi didn't come today so I just accepted it. I waited with Lincoln till around nine thirty to be sure the cab just wasn't late and it didn't come at all.
The next week we waited with no taxi and I was hanging out with my friends and I wasn't called because the taxi came and it didn't come for weeks and this really didn't worry me a big lot because a summer free is a summer well spent. I never knew I would ever feel free in my lifetime but the feeling of freedom was only a little time away. Half of being free was letting myself feel it not hold myself back with the fear of new experiences and the fear of being hurt was very strong but when I let that go I felt the feeling of freedom