Just. keep. Running.

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I kept on running, I could not feel my feet. But then I passed out, and fell to the ground. When I woke up I was on the kitchen counter. Strapped down to the counter, The room was very dark. I tried moving but He strapped me down head to toe. It was hard to breath. I started Hyperventilating my worst fear was not being able to breath. He flipped on the lights, "Well you tried disobeying me I see." He put his hand on my head, and he started to beat me. I passed out again, I woke up in my bed. "are you ok?" Jack had asked me. He was always the one that helped me. "yeah i'm fine, i'm ok, yeah i'm ok" "ok then i'll be down stairs."

I hate my life. I want to kill that man, I want to strangle him.

I want to hit him with a car.

I want to hit him with a train. 

I want to runaway and start a new life... (169 words)

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