 I couldn't escape my home of drunken madness. I had been saving money and planning on running away, and I knew I had to make my move. I was stressed and afraid. It was all so much, too much. So I looked to bargain with the creator of the universe. He was gracious with me in my ignorance. Hey, Jesus, I don't know how to do this, you know, pray, or how this is supposed to work, but maybe I can make a deal with you.