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Hey so when I write in bold it's the author talking. But I never talk during the story! Thx

I sit in the window seat of our small minivan. My eyes look at the beautiful nature. The trees, flowers, and bushes. The nature Flys by as we drive ten miles above speed limit. My mom and step dad were in a hurry to get to the hotel. Jake who is also known as my step dad as of today is a abuser. My mom is a drugy. She doesn't care if I get my ass whooped as long as she gets her drugs. I look at both of them. My mother in her big white dress and then my step father in his tux. I look at my mother wanting to say she had made a mistake but she always does. I mean why do you think she is a drugy.
"Hanna why don't you spend the day with Jake some father daughter time you know to forget about your real father."
The words echo in my head. My dad my real dad how could I forget such a man. He was the only good thing in my life. Then she had to do it. She had to kill him with Jake. They duct taped me to chair as I watched my dad get ripped open. I could see his blood coming out of his body. By the time I called the cops it was to late. He was dead.
"Okay mom" I say back to her putting on a fake smile. Jake would try this time to make his move. He has aways tried to have sex with me. But I would never allow it. I put a damn big fight. I went back to my window looking. I look at the road sigh that read "motel 6 In 3 miles."
I let out a big sigh. One more year and I can move out just one. I was turning 17 in a week and I just wanted to have it with friends. Oh right I have no friends, just a friend. Her name was Lilly. She was there for me when my dad died and before.
I wasn't paying attention to the road so I didn't notice that we were here. I grab my phone and slid it into my pocket. My mother let's Jake and I out of the car and then drives off. I have no idea where she is going. Jake tugs my arm and I follow him to the check in. I grab a piece if paper and pen at the desk and write a little note to the head person.
" I'm so sorry to ask this of you but don't tell the man I'm with. I overheard that were in room 215. That will be important for the following. That man is not my father in fact my step father. He is and abuser and If you don't believe me look at my arm. I can't live another year like this anymore. My mother is a drugy and barley get fed. That man name is Jake Phillips. He is trying rape me. I need your help please call CPS. I want to leave. I have no more time. Please
-Hanna Marin"
I folded the piece of paper and wrote at the top "read when I leave." when Jake gets the key and starts to walk out I hand it to the guy at the desk. He looked in his early twentys. He looked at the note and smiled maybe he thought that it was a love letter.
I follow Jake to the room and he sets his stuff down on one of the beds. He takes his shirt off quickly and shows his jiggly belly. He comes closer and then takes off his pants including his underwear. He gets up on the bed and stands up so my face is in line with his thingy. I wanted to gag so badly.
"give it to me lady" he says. I look down and back away. He gets down and smacks my face. He the drags my body over to the bed and starts to take my clothes in off.
(bang bang bang) the sound was coming from the door. Jake gets up quickly and puts a towel around his lower half to make it look like he was about to take a shower. Jake opens the door and the front desk guy is there. He looks at me then Jakes clothes on the ground. His arm jesters me twords him I run and kind of stay behind him. I hold his arm like he was my date to prom or something. Jakes eyes were so full of anger.
"what is this" the man says giving the note to Jake. His eyes move side to side reading the paper. "complete bogus." Jake says. The man lifts and eyebrow and then opens his mouth. "I thought so to at first but now that I came here and she is almost undressed and you are completely undressed tells me that it's true also her arm is purple."
I completely forgot that I was in my under shorts and tang top. I was wearing a dress that's why I have shorts on. Jake looks at me and swings his arm and hits me straight smack in the face. I fall back almost going over the rail.
The man turns around grabs my arm and picks me up. I struggle telling him I can walk he puts me down and we start running. We run down the stairs almost falling. I see Jake behind us. The man drags me into the office and brings me into the back room. I look at his name tag and it says "Ezra." this man risked his life for me. He walks over to the wall phone and dials 911. I lay down on the couch and fall asleep when I wake up I see Jake handcuffed talking to a police officer. Ezra and a detective were looking over camera votage in the hallway and in the lobby. He had a bloody lip so I'm thinking that jake
had hit him.
Jake tries to attack me but gets stopped by two officers. Ezra came over and sat next to me. "I'm so sorry all this happened to you. I'm Ezra by the way. They are going to move you to San Diego with a friend of mine. She super nice same with her kids and I live in the house next to it. The houses connect." I nod my head and then lay back down.
He rubs my back and the walks up over to a worker of CPS. They walk over to me and tell me to leave everything behind and follow them. I do as told leaving my purse and phone on the couch. I follow them into a big white van that has big bold letters CPS. the woman driving says "everything you need is at your new home. We contacted the family and the will get you some clothes and shoes. We are going to drive over to their house and Mr fits will join."
I was thinking Mr fits must be Ezra. I lean my head against the window and fall asleep.

I wake up to see that we are parked in front of a big house. Then the lady says
"welcome to your new home."

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