'Rebecca,' i heard mother call me from the kitchen, she wasnt the nicest to look at, she looked aged... she had a long scar down her lip from one of her and fathers fights years ago before he died. At least, that's what she told me... she also had a large burn that went all the way down to her neck on her right side, she also had constantly bloodshot eyes that were a bright red... almost animal like... she had straight blondish brown hair that was dead almost to the roots. 'REBECCA!!' Oh no, mothers mad at me since i didn't go to her in enough time, i hope she doesn't make me do anything disgusting.
   I went to the kitchen only to find mother wasn't there, but outback... digging a hole for looked like, MY PUPPY!! Oh no, i hope she didn't kill him, but  due to the fact that she had scratches all up and down her arms made it clear she did... if only father were here, he would've stopped her, he gifted me my puppy for my 17th birthday, she was only 2. Father died a few months after giving me my puppy, he said for me to always keep good care of her, and to make sure she was properly fed, and given water whenever her dish was empty... he also told me that if she ever got sick to take her to the vet's and tell them 'my father, his name is Arthur Irwin, told me to bring my puppy here, her name is Errol.. she's a pit bull, she is very sweet,' and every now and again i had to, but that was very rare.

Oh dear this is absolutely horrible, seeing Errol dead because of mother.
  Mother never actually loved me, she only ever put on the facade when father or uncle was around... uncle was a short chubby man, he looked as though he never exercised a day in his life, but that was very much a lie, see uncle was a very active man, he just didn't want to give up his cakes... he only ever had a piece a day, but that didn't matter, his body never fully digested the cake, it only ever made him bigger. He threatened mother that if she ever did anything to hurt me, he would take me with him... OH! Speaking of uncle, he should be coming by for his daily visit!! I so hope for him to take me away, i really don't like mother, and with her killing Erroll, that had hurt me a lot, not as much as when she threw out all of fathers old cartoons, and his shirts, but i always kept one with me, it was one father gave to me when i was only 5... we went to the park i belive... no, it was out to the lake, he was going to teach me how to swim, and i did indeed learn to swim, although mother disapproved of it, father wanted me to learn. Ahh, that day was fun, although when father told mother, she wasn't very happy, so she striked him with her knife, as she was making food for supper, luckily father got the knife, and cut her lip, but when she fell back, she fell onto the stove, and burt her right side.

Uncle was coming today, that means i can escape mother for once and for all!
   As i ran up to my room, I heard a car pull into the driveway, i look out my window and see uncle with a young man walking up beside him, he looked... mysterious, i couldn't see his face, but i could tell he was a nice man. Uncle never befriended nasty people who would only desive him, he only befriended people he knew he could trust. If uncle could trust the mysterious man, then so could I!
   As i finished putting in my last few things, i quickly went to my closest,  uncle had told me about a man who wanted to his male pit bull, and he told me i could keep the puppies, only 5 had survived, not many for the fact that she had 14... its sad Erroll is now dead, she would've made a great mother. I quickly grab the crate, and put a nice blanket inside and put all the sleeping pups inside, 1, 2, 3... WHERE'S 4 AND 5!!! I hope mother didn't get them... just then i heard whining, thats when i realized they were only stuck in the box. I carefully pull them out and examine them for any injuries... they are fine.. that was quite the scare. I carefully put the last 2 in the crate and head downstairs where i hear uncle and mother fighting, most likely over how she was covered in scratches and that Erroll was dead... i belive its time to leave this house once and for all.
'Are you ready to go Rebecca?' he asked, and i simply nodded... uncle has a strange voice, it sounds as if he should be in one of those funny cartoons as a rich chubby fellow, yet, uncle wasn't rich, at least i didnt think he was, but as it turns out, i was left a big ammount of fathers money, mother was left none, the mysterious man, who had actually been my older brother who uncle had taken away long before i was ever born, got a smaller portion, and so did uncle... and we all got a small portion of fathers business, which was his cartoons. 'Let us have our leave now, shall we?' Uncle asked, and again i simply nodded. That was the last time i ever saw my mother.