Chapter 1

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LAYLAHS POV

Hello my name is Laylah I am 9 years old and I am always trying to find a way to get help but is afraid to ask. You might wonder why I say I am trying tho find a way to get help. Or others may say why don't you just ask...Well first of all its not that easy. My mother is on drugs and she can't think straight at all. She is hardly ever sober. Everytime I try to  talk to her to get the encouragement that I want, my mother can't give it to me. I am also being abused and raped by my mother's boyfriend Joe. That's the part where I need help on, how do I make Joe stop doing that stuff to me? I never told anyone because one time he told me that he was gonna kill me and my mom if I said anything.

***Flashback***

"Mom wake up please, please mom Joe is gonna hurt me I hear him coming please wake up" I said as I heard Joe coming. My mom was passed out on drugs and alcohol so she couldn't hear me. He came in the kitchen where my mother was passed out at and grabbed me by my hair and slapped me in my face and then socked me in my stomach. I started to yell but then he told me if I kept yelling he would kill me, so I stopped. He then dragged me to my room took off my clothes and raped me. I couldn't get him off of me so I just prayed and cried. After he was done he told me that I was never to mention this or he'd kill me and my mother so I did as I was told and kept it to myself .

***Flashback Over***

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