(Hailey)
The cold night wind freezes my face as I stand at the window, looking down at the ground below. I hear my parents yelling from downstairs, another fight, the third one this week. They won't notice I'm gone, not for a few days. My father will go out and drink, my mother will lock herself in her room and cry her eyes out. They'll be to busy yelling that my brother might not even get fed. That's why I'm taking him with me. I throw the makeshift rope out the window, it reaches the ground perfectly. I smile a little, at least something has gone right today. With Jacob secured tightly to my side I climb down the makeshift rope.
Jacob stirs slightly, he's only six, but this is the only way he will ever be okay. My parents fighting will only get worse and it will kill him. I land firmly on the ground knocking over a large pot and breaking it. The fight quiets and the porch light comes on, waking Jacob from his sleep. "What's going on?" he asks me in confusion, but before I could answer the front door swings open and my parents stare at me. No, no, no this is not how this was suppose to happen. My mother walks forward breaking my thoughts. Jacob wiggles free and runs to her.
"Hailey? What... what are you doing?" she shakes her head, while holding Jacob in her arms.
"I can't take it anymore. I can't take the fights and the pain and the tears." I choke up, my eyes filling with tears, "I'm done." I whisper and run, as hard and as fast as I can. I hear them calling me, but I can't stop now I've gone too far for that. I just hope nothing happens to Jacob. If anything were to have happened I would never forgive myself.
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The Wild Girl
PertualanganI once lived in a mansion, I had maids and butlers, I had everything, but then that all changed. The day of my fourteenth birthday I was kidnapped and then I blacked out. When i woke up I was in the middle of a forest, trees towered above me and I w...
