Rachel

The run

     She was not a normal girl, but it was a normal day for her, she sat on the cold, dusty metal floor in her little bedroom the size of a the tiny coat closet a young couple would have in their house. She felt horrified, hurt, just wanted to die but nothing she did would work. She cut her wrist, but not deep enough. She drank bleach but not enough that would somewhat kill her. She took pills, but she only threw up some. She tried everything but all she can do is suffer.   

      She played with her pocket knife that she kept hidden under her pillow if needed. This young girls name is Rachel and she was only 13 years old, young at life, but shes beat like Hitler should of been. She braided her long dirty blond hair in the dark as the closet door was closed, the only light she gets is her bathroom breaks ant the little cracks that broke through from her fathers beating and sex that she tried to escape but never has.

       It was 10:34 in the morning on a Monday in the month of April 2004, she had just woke up. she was starving like normal, she only ate every 2 days with moldy old food and if shes lucky crumbs from her fathers old dinner crumbs that he finds on the ground. Sometimes she even feels like eating her own dress but she cant because the dress is the only clothing she has for she has had this dress for years because he dad knows she is skinny to the bone and will never see the ouside so he does not give a shit about her.

       She stood up and wiped the crust from her eyes and looked out the biggest crack in the door and saw nobody, nothing just the door to the stairs that is closed like normal unless he feeding or beating her is being sexual. That's when she  got scared because he fed her yesterday with a moldy apple and she heard foot steps coming up the stairs but she did not hear any chains for a beating so he must be horny and wants sex.

       Quickly she opened the door of the closet and tried running her weak legs out of the room and toward the window and quietly opened the window and jumped town from the second floor onto the soft van roof of the neighbor who for some reason did not hear her. She looked up back into the room and saw her father smilin as he got ready to jump down, But before he could she got off the van and ran away.

      She heard all the children playing in the neighborhood around her but they were to busy in their own world to notice her. Her hopes went straight up when in the distance she saw a police car with a police man, but his back was facing her. She looked back and saw her Father chasing her.

       When she finally reached the police officer, she was too out of breath to speak instead she tried pulling his shirt but the man did not even turn around instead he put a finger up telling her to wait. She felt so hopeless, so hopeless she was not paying attention and grabbed the mans gun jerked around and without looking, she shot a bullet in only hopes she hit the man that took away her virginity, life, and just added bull shit and pain she she did not once need or deserve.

       She all the gun smoke was gone and she could see she was horrified from what she was seeing through her eyes. there on the ground laid a little toddler bike tipped over and right next to the bike was a little boy no older that 6 laid bleeding on the ground. i turned to see my father only feet away from the murder, smiling at me. I turned around and saw the police officer walking towards me while speaking to his radio.

      Rachel fell down due to numbness holding the gun to her head, tears in her eyes, dripping to the ground. she looked back at the boy, this time with who seems to be his mother was holding him in her arms crying and screaming as she kissed his forehead. she looked at me and her son back and forth, she can't believe she just  took an innocent life and for that she stood up and replace the gun to her head and whispered " I'm sorry" and she pulled the trigger and fell to the ground, with the last thing her seeing is her dad laughing and talking under his breath "Finally"