Chapter One

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Hey guys, its Jenna here.
Remember this is my first book so please no hating!!! madison_mirabito you are so awesome for helping me write this book! Anyways here's chapter one!! ( FINALLY )
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(Lacey's POV)
'PUNCH!'
Everyday my father, Colton comes in here to beat me until I black out. Today, he brought a gun with him.
'KICK!'
Don't fight it, it will only get worse. I tell myself.
He grabs my wrist hard enough to bruise it. He yanks my head around by my hair causing it to bruise and bleed. But, the physical abuse isn't what is painful; its the mental abuse. When someone tells you something long enough, you start to believe it. You can't believe the truth, because you've started believing the lies.
'SMACK!'
He hits me in the head with the gun. It starts to bleed heavily. It seems like he got bored with punching and kicking me, so he takes off his belt and starts whipping me with it.
Silence covers everything. Only the sounds of the belt and my faint whimpers fill the air.
' Clean this crap up you whore.' He screams at me. Finally he leaves.
After I'm done cleaning, I try to sneak into my ' room .' In all reality, it's just a cardboard box with a dirty, shabby sheet, and two pairs of clothes I have along with my only pair of shoes. But, as I'm stepping on the third step, he caught me.
' So your trying to run away from me without making me dinner. I hope you realize that in five days, in going to make you all mine. I've been watching you grow, Lacey, you have a body that is soon going to be mine, sweetheart .'
He whispers while stroking my breast. I shiver, but not in a good way. He truly scares me. I only have five days to escape. Somebody please help me.
I can't even figure out why he beats me so much, I never knew my mom.
But, the problem is that I can't stop it, slow it down. Because I can't control him. I can't even fight it, because I'm afraid it will corrupt my already broken body, and shatter the remains of my soul.
Whenever I'm able to fall asleep, everytime I have nightmares about my father, Colton, beating me. Dreams are like angels to me... They're very rare. Whenever I dream, it is always of someone with me in a strange forest. On even rarer occasions, my mind is blank and my head is clear, so I'd finally get peaceful silence.

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