I was only 9 years old the first time I ran away from home. I remember parts of the day very clearly. My sister, who is 3 years older than me, had two friends over to the house to play and, unfortunately for them, they were forced to include me in their more mature playtime activities. The agenda for that day was quite simple and really only included one activity, which was running away from home.
People call me Robin, Freckles, or the Red Menace. You can choose. I have red hair, freckles, and a menacing attitude. So I suppose all of the above are appropriate. I am a Seattle real estate agent, lawyer, and avid home cook in Seattle, Washington.