I ran away for six weeks. Lived on the streets, slept in the forest of Running Springs, ate fruit and vegetables out of peoples gardens, and begged for change. (I think I had $6 of allowance money saved up which lasted all of but a day in the real world.)
Ended up doing some yard work and what not for some cash too.
(After all my work details, I was real good at that)
After all that Bullshit - SIX WEEKS - doing whatever I could to stay the fuck away from Cedu (You'd think that I had made my point?)
I called my parents and they said I could leave Cedu if I just came home. I hitchiked home to South Orange County. That night while sleeping in my bed, I was visited by the fun escorts taking me to do a motha fuckin 21 day. After spending 21 days in 10 degree Idaho weather (November) I was told I could go back to Cedu, lock up in Provo, or stay another week eating fucking mice.
Reluctantly, I chose Cedu for the only rationale other then I could get a bed and food.
My parents were so convinced I needed to be at Cedu. The whole six weeks I was gone, Cedu was actually counseling them and making them think I was probably dead. (SCARE TACTICS?)
At the time, I had the school record for being gone the longest. (9 weeks total from that shithole.) I obviously was dropped a peer group due to missing a propheet. (The Imagine to give you an idea of where I was at in the program)
I was so pissed to get thrown back in there and would run away again 4 months later.
Finally, my mom got the hint and pulled me
Later on, I came to find out that Cedu actually tried to negotiate with my parents to keep me there to graduate and would have moved me back up a peer group if they would keep me there another 6 months. Imagine (Excuse the pun) the bullshit politics that would have come out of that?