I cried.
And cried.
And cried.
My parents always fought. I was waiting for someone.anyone.to save me from the absolute HELL one day it was quiet. Too quiet. I walked downstairs and what I saw...made me horrified. My dead,mutalate mom's body and standing over her...was my dad. He looked at me before he started to walk twords me. I gasped and ran upstairs. I looked through my closet until I found it. My gun. I locked the door and dad began to bang on it.eventually the door came off it's hinges and I shot him as many times as I could.when I looked at what I had done. I smiled I went through the kitchen getting clothes,food,water,my dad's phone,the charger,a pillow,a blanket,a hat, and a jacket. I stuffed them all in my duffle bag. Then I saw red and blue lights 'shit! Shitshitshitshitshit' I thought as I jumped out the window running twords the forest. When I reached the forest I was really cold so I put my jacket and hat on. I looked at my dad's wallet that I stole and Everytime he said he didn't have the money to buy beer and made me do it for him... THIS B*** HAS 100000 DOLLARS!! I sat down and looked around. Snow.trees.snow.... and more trees. That's all I saw for miles. I decided the next day I would go looking for a store. So I got the blanket and pillow out. That blanket was surprisingly large so I put some under me so I would be actually warm. When I woke up the next day I put the blanket and pillow back in the duffle bag and started to walk around. When I finally found a store I put my bag behind the tree and went up to it. When I asked where the restroom was,they pointed at the very far corner. I thanked them and started to walk twords the bathroom and I used it came out, bought some candy and chips and set out to travel again will I survive?
