Im done with this town, im hitting the road!

Here is my current situation. I am 19 and i live with my mum in a small town of about 20,000 people. I work 3 days a week on a farm in the country for $13.00 an hour. The work is really easy and it is mushroom season so im getting a few mushrooms here and there . The boss is a real kunt. He is an American physiologist who thinks he knows everything. When i get to work in the morning we all sit around the table and listen to his daily speech that literally lasts a whole hour, about how the "culture" made everybody in this country dumb, ignorant and lazy, and how there are no good people in this country.

Everytime i do a job and he is constantly telling me i am doing it wrong and starts yelling and says "no do it this way!!" and i do it the way he tells me and says "NO DONT DO THAT!! GOD DAMMIT!!!" and really starts to fuck me of. I actually nearly hit him today i was getting so pissed of at him. He can be pretty cool though, like sometimes he shouts us McDonald's and pays for us to go to the movies. The other day we went and saw Thor. It was pretty lucky aswell because i had a smoke before work and he picked me up and said were going to a movie.

I havent met much people in this town that i actually like. Most people 20 and under in my town have been brainwashed by MTV and all their crap music and shitty role models. I have met a few people i got along with but they eventually moved because this town is just no good to them. I totally agree. No good growing spots for miles so pot is really overpriced in my town. I get for 20 dollars about .7 grams. Which sucks.

I grew a few plants in my shed under some lights and it was going all good until they both turned out to be males . A few days ago my mum shouted me dinner at a restruant and we were just talking and she bought up something that happened a few nights before. It was my friends birthday party and i was smoking and drinking. I got pretty ripped, done some spots (hot knifes) and hit the bong a few times. I went home about 12am because my friend lived with a guy who had kids and we were keeping them up.

I got home and went into my room and my mum was awake and in the bathroom. She called me out to her so she could talk to me. Now bare in mind my eyes were probably red and i smelled of smoke. She said "what were you doing at mikes?" I said "just jammed some xbox and music" she said "alright then, were you drinking?" seeing as im legal for drinking and she cant do anything i told her i had a few and she was fine with that. she said alright give me a hug goodnight then. So i gave her a hug because it would just be sad to say no and she said "you have been smoking dope haven't you?" I said "no" because i didnt want have to deal with it at the time, i didn't want to kill my buzz. She just said "i dont want to have to go through this again Dylan..." and she walked into her room.

So ANYWAY, we were at the restruant and she asked me if i was still smoking and i said no. She said "will i have to get the police to search your room?" and she has done it before, twice infact. The first time she went all through my room i must have been about 15, I came home one day from school one day and she was in my room searching through my closet. My bed had been moved, my dresser, all my clothes from it were on the floor. She literally looked everywhere She found about 3 pipes, two bongs, one a legit glass and one water bottle, a grinder and some other stuff (unmentionables, pills to be exact). There was a real big bag full of paraphernalia and she called the cops to come pick it up...... I didnt know what to do so i biked down the river and sent a text to my two friends who lived next door to come down to the river. They came and one of them said her mum had searched his room and found his pipe. So we talked about what i should do because it was serious. I had class A drugs that i really shouldn't have had. I NEVER took them, i was just selling them.

So i went home and it was about 6pm. I took my shoes of at the front door walked into the kitchen. My dad was there with the bag full paraphernalia and said "hey son, this wasnt my idea it was your mothers. I knew you smoked dope but i never thought we would find all this." My dad smoked up too so he was cool with it. we talked for about 20 seconds or something and i said i had to go to the toilet. he said "alright but just don't run of". I walked towards the toilet and headed straight for the back door. I just started running. I had a t shirt, shorts and no shoes and i lived a 25 minute drive from town so i started running through a vineyard and hid by a bush by my driveway to wait for the cops to go to my house to pick up the bag of paraphernalia. They came after about 20 minutes of sitting in the bush and left. I started running down the road and slipped through peoples property's to avoid the road. I figured my parents would be out driving looking for me.

I walked for 7 hours in the dark in bare feet thinking about where i was going to go and what i was going to do when i got there. I stopped a fewtimes in peoples backyards to sneak a drink out of there taps in their back yards but asides from that i never took a break from walking. I eventually made it to town and walked to my best mates house. He had been kicked out of home but his brother still lived in the sleep out by the house so i walked in and woke him up and told him what happened and he was cool with me staying as long as i wanted. I asked him what the time was and he said its 4.20. haha no joke about that either. The next day he convinced me to go to school so i can get an education and stuff, so i made it about 2 blocks away and my dad pulled up beside me. I couldn't be bothered running because i had a big walk the night before and not much sleep.

I got in a bit of trouble for that.

About a year later in my closet i had a 1gram bag of weed sitting sort of in the open, i thought i put my jersey over it but it wasn't fully covered. I was sitting on the couch watching tv, unaware my mum had spotted it. She walked into the lounge with two cops and they said "hey buddy we heard you have some cannabis in your room" So i lead them to my room and my mum pointed it out to them. They took it and walked out of my room. My mum said to them "do you guys want to search his room more?" and luckily they said no. I had about a half ounce under the jersey lol.

ANYWAY!!! back to the story. we were in the restruant and she had just said she would call the cops to come search my room if she had to. I told her its unnecessary to call a third party into the matter, epically the cops. She said "no Dylan its not. and i will call the police if i ever catch you smoking". That is crazy.... why would you nark on family? espically when she knows i have plans to travel overseas.

So basically i feel like i need freedom to live my own life. Im going to save some money up, sell my guitar, xbox and all games and what ever else i cant take on the road with me. Im going to buy a good bag and tent and just hitchhike to the next town. I will probably be homeless for a while but i will do the best i can to find refuge and work. Im going to start planing it out and any suggestions would really appreciated.