Prologue

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She was running and running. Running away from him. He was shouting and yelling at her, but it was all a blur to her. She had blood trickling down her forehead, mouth and her right leg.

The neighbors were standing and watching the broken teen running away from the nice house. The tears were streaming down her face. She could taste blood, tears and sweat. She'd been fighting with him for the past hour and when he took one turn, she ran to the door. Unlocked it. And ran out. She had done the impossible. She'd managed to escape from hell.

After running three hours non-stop, she'd stopped outside a mansion. It had a long driveway up and there were a lawn, and a fence around the property. The fence were of steel, and was colored black. There were huge trees on random places, but they fitted in. She took in every single detail and fell in love with the details. Around the house. On the house. And the surroundings.

She looked around herself, while feeling dizzier and dizzier. She was drained from the fighting, the running, the abuse, the yelling, him... Basically everything. She could feel her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Her breathing slowing down. And her legs getting as weak as possible. All she heard was 'thump' and then she blacked out.

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