I go ’til I run out of gas.
I’ve been here four times. This time I’ve been here a week. I’m from Watts. I live with my mom and my grandma. My brothers and sisters live with my stepdad. I’m gonna go on placement next week. I’m in sixth grade. I want to be somewhere else, so I take the car. I don’t know where I go, I just drive. My feet can sort of touch the pedals. I taught myself to drive. I go ’til I run out of gas. I cant really read the signs. It doesn’t matter. I don’t go nowhere, I go anywhere. I just drive.
-C.B., age 11
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