Done.

'This is it,' the boy thought, 'I am leaving. You will never seen me again.' The boy looked into his suitcase. "Blanket, check. All of the canned fruits, check. The rest of the Juicy Juice boxes, check. Mr. and Mrs. Daniel, check. That's all I need," the boy said as he zipped it all up. He walked to the front door, looking back, he reminded himself, "this is it! I am done, I must go. There is nothing to come back to! I'm leaving forever." With those words he opened the door and walked to the steps of his porch. He looked around, ready to explore the world. 'I am so tired of this.. crap. Yeah, tired of this crap,' he said with confidence. He took an inhale in, took another glance back at the house, back to the outside world, then he ran inside.