When I turned 18 a friend came and got me and I was going to move in with them in Alabama...we were doing it right after I graduated high school to get me out of the abuse. I left her a note saying "I'm 18, I'm leaving, Wish me luck" trying to be nice - I'm not the type to have my last words to someone be vapid and cruel despite what they've done to me...she put me on missing peoples and made up this huge elaborate sob story to get everyone helping her find us. We got picked up at the bus station in Nashville...they locked us up cause they thought my friend was abducting me cause of what she was telling the news and stuff. When she got there, she threatened me "come back with me, or I'll ruin his life." so I went back.... And after that - I sorta don't blame my other friends for not trying to help anymore.