Left in the dark

Chapter 1

"I'm running, running so fast that I can't even look back now. There's no going back... Even if force shall pull me back." I hear the teachers voice, "kelly... Kelly wake up!" "Oh I'm really sorry, I didn't get very good sleep last night." I say. "Well I'm sorry I'm going to have to call your parents." "no no no... pl-please don't I'm begging you." "I'm sorry, but I have too... it's the rules." "oh." I say just trying to end the conversation realizing I was just embarrassing my self. After school I walk home, girls whisper and stare at me as if I'm holding up a giant sign saying hey look at me I'm walking home. I arrive home dreading walking into the door knowing that I'm in big trouble. "Hey sweet heart." my dad says sitting at the kitchen table drinking a beer as always. "hi." I say back. "so do you want to explain to me what happened at school today?" "Uh yeah... I... Sorta.... fell asleep." "And explain to me why you fell asleep." "I just had a lot on my mind and I couldn't fall asleep last night I tried so hard... I promise!" "Go sit in your room on your bed and think about what you have done." he screams." I walk back to my room wondering if that's all the punishment is really going to be. I sit on my bed for about an hour... and then he walks in with his hands behind his back. "you know what happens when your a bad girl! You should never fall asleep in class!" He removes his hands from behind his back and in his hands is a boiling hot piece of metal held by a thick rag, a rope, and duck tape. He puts the duck tape over my mouth as I try to scream. and ties the rope from my hands to my head board, and you think that's bad? That's not even the worst part! He took the medal out of the rag and jabbed it into my skin... I screamed as loud as I could even with the duck tape over my mouth. He whispered in my ear as he always does when he does this, "this is what you get for being a bad girl, disobey you get a punishment... don't tell any one because if you do I will go to the hospital and kill your mother." I nod with tears in my eyes. He takes the metal out of my skin, unties the rope, and tears off the duck tape. I scream as he exits the room. I sit in my room for the rest of the day checking my wound and finding any thing that would make it feel better. I cry and cry, I stayed up all through the night. The next morning I struggle to walk and change my clothes. It hurts so bad. I cry wondering if I have to live my whole life like this and if it will ever get better.