Carleigh's POV:
*5 years ago*
"CARLEIGH!" My dad's voice boomed. I was hiding in my room behind my bed. His huge footsteps came stumbling up the stairs. "Ooooooooooooh Carleeeeeeiiiigghh where are youuuuuuu?" He slurred through the door. Suddenly, it burst open with a bang and hit the wall behind it. "I know your in here, you brat." My dad whispered. I shrunk down, making myself as small as I possibly could. After what felt like ages, I heard him leave. I peaked ever so slightly over the edge of my bed. When I didn't see him, I crept over to my door, closed it and locked it. Two giant arms suddenly engulfed from behind and a giant hand covered my mouth, muffling my screaming. I was tossed on to my bed and my dad layed down on top of me. " Dad, please let me up. I'll do everything you want just please don't hurt me!" I pleaded. His hand flew to my face followed by a stinging sensation. "Shut up, Bitch!" He yelled in my face. The smell of alcohol filled my nose. I began to scream as loud as I possibly could but my dad's hand stopped me. "I said shut up! You wanna scream? I'll give you something to scream about." He whispered into my face. His toxic breath was so strong I was sure that I would pass out. "God, help me."
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She's a Freak
Teen FictionCarleigh Adams is quiet. REALLY quiet. at the age of 10 she stopped talking and no one knows why. Not even her best friend Nat. When her past begins to make its way to the present, will the truth come out or will it push Nat and Carleigh apart?
