I rode my bike to the local park. I just wanted to chill alone.

"Thank god I'm alone." I mumbled.

"You're not alone." Joe said.

"Aah!" I screamed, "I need to be alone!"

"Alright, alright!" He yelled as he held up his hands in surrender.

"Wait! The science project!" I yelled.

"My house?" Joe asked.

I nodded briefly. We ran to Joe's house like cheetahs in a zoo, trying desperately to be free. As soon as we arrived, Joe and I finished our project like we were the smartest people in the world.

"Tell me about your family." Joe said.

I started panicking inside my head. I just can't tell him. Nobody will know why. Everyone thinks I'm crazy. I know I'm not. I just can't tell him! Excuse! Excuse!

"Gotta go!" I yelled.

I sprinted out of Joe's house and ran to the park bench. I just stared up at the sky.

I JUST KNOW...

That I will be beaten even worse than I ever was before.

THE BURNS,

THE CUTS,

THE BLACKEST BRUISES I HAVE EVER SEEN,

BLACK EYES,

BURNT MOUTH,

THE EXCESSIVE AMOUTS OF NEOSPORIN,

THE PAIN,

I KNOW IT'S NOT MY CHOICE.

I know that this will hurt. This will really hurt. This will hurt a lot. Am I sure? Yes, of course I am. I hope Mom is watching out for me from heaven. I know her heart is broken that Dad is abusive. That he faked his death. I could just feel her tears drop down on Dad. I can't help her. I will die if I try.

I KNOW SOMETHING THAT NOBODY ELSE KNOWS. NOBODY WILL EVER KNOW.

I know, after what happened, that I am forever broken. I told this to Laura. She says I could fix it or Father could help, but she doesn't know anything compared to me. The reason is, Laura doesn't know Father's true nature. If she did, she would be furious with him. Nobody knows what will happen to me. I know I will. Nobody else will. I know I can't fix it. I know I'm... I'm....

I AM FOREVER BROKEN...

THERE IS NO WAY TO FIX IT...