ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ's ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ
ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ

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Backstory

I was born in 2002 May 2nd. That day never should have never come. A loving family that's what I was meant to be born into but there's only a 10%-20% of children that's born into family violence.

And I guess I'm that one in 10-20%. Lucky me. But tonight everything's going to change, I'm finally going to move out and end all of this abuse. But let me start from the beginning.

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It all stated when I was 5 years old. I was just starting a new year into Little Year's kindergarten, I was living a lovely, caring family life with my mum Tracy and my father Michael. But it all changed with that one sentence.

"It's all your fault"

And from that moment on I knew that life wouldn't be the same...

Dad had just lost his childhood friend due to suicide he thinks it's all his fault, but I know it isn't. My Mum on the other hand is an alcoholic and is going to therapy, so hopefully that'll help her. I really hope that they will both find happiness sometime and forgive and forget everything that's happened.

End of Backstory

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“Stop Dad! It hurts” I whimpered through the tears that were falling down my stained cheeks.

“No, this is for your own good. You brought this on yourself” he said as his hands came down colliding with my small frame.

“AHH, what's she doing now” my mum mumbled with a half empty beer bottle to her lips

“She's slurring her words again” I grumbled to myself. “She's probably had more than just one drink”

“Now finish your jobs up before 8pm or you'll be getting the whip” my dad spoke with harshness to his voice

"What's going to become of my life after this" I wonder to myself

One day I will escape and everything will be like I wanted it to be

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It's been 14 years since that day. I'm now 19 years old and tonight I'm finally going to make my dreams a reality, escaping. I've got my planned all laid out.

1- Wait till dad and mum are passed out drunk

2 — Have ready my suitcase,

3- Climb out the window

4- Jump down to the roof then to the ground

5- Run and never look back

“Tonight's going to be the night!” I whisper to myself as darkness closes around my eyes.

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