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Chpt. 1
~1999~
It was dark in the house, silince. I was crouched in the corner of my room. I held my hand up to the soar spot on my face, the other on my back. Robert had come home drunk again. Leaving me with a black and blue eye....and lashes on my back. I hated this, every nite it was almost the same thing. I had to leave.... If i wanted to live I had to leave tonite.
I got up out of the darkend corner and slowly put on some jeans. I carfully put on a old worn out shirt, temtpting not to aggrivate any more pain i was feeling from the reddend sore lashes that were spread all across my back, I had old scares to, that would remain there for long periods of time.
I piled some cloths into pack, some other blongings. I was just out the door when i noticed two things on my lamp post...A picture of my mother, and the heart locket that belonged to her. I gingerly picked up the framed picture and put the locket around my neck.
I slowly creaked my door open, sticking my head out making sure that Robert wasnt anywere near my room. I quietly snuck down the hall, past Roberts room. I peeked through the door that was cracked open, the stupid bastard passed out on his bed, puke all over his pillow. Disgusting. I never really could believe i was even related to such an ass.
I carefully snuck past his room and down the stairs. I quickly went into the kichen pulling out some food. I then heard a loud thump from upstairs. I froze, from instinct..my heart pounded against my rib cage. Breathing heavely i signeld my body to move away into hidding. Then I saw a black figure slowly trudging and running into things. It was Robert alright.
I had to get out fast before he saw me.I couldn't go through the front door bc he was surely able to see me. Then out of the corner of my eye i saw the kitchen window open. i slowly krept towards the window and looked out, Then i dropped my pack to the ground...it landed on some garbage cans. I quickly looked around and Robert mutterd something about dam cats. I then carefully and quietly slipped my leg over the side, then my other...lowering my self to the ground i grabbed my pack. Taking one last look at my house I ran off into the cold rainy streets. Not knowing what i was headed for........ |
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