I ran away from home when I was must of been about four years old
. I was very upset with my parents because they wouldn't let me get up at 5:00 in the morning to play with my Brazilian street friends. There was a little black girl named Sukita. Her familly was very poor and sometimes she came out with nothing on but her underwear,or sometimes not even that. My two other child-hood friends were Hosa and Rosa and I was the smallest one. I was the one with the whitest complexion and at that time in Brazil that was considered to be very lucky. When I ran away it was ofcourse with the carless forsight of a four year old. I was planning to stay overwith an older girl who babysat me quite often when my parents had meeting or other places to go,but when I got to the house where she lived her father found me wandering aroundin their yard and returned me back hometo my worried parents. I know that I must of been scared of that man because sometime later I ended up seeing his figure in my window as I was trying to get to sleep. I saw him come to the window andd he said he was going to take me away with him. It took me a long time to understand what I saw was completley imaginary. Our childhood fears can follow us through life if we're not careful and they can become our worst night=mare.