Chapter 1

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"You don't know what I'm going through!" I screamed at my "mother"
"You're just an attention seeker! You always have been! You claim to be depressed you don't even know what depression is!" She hissed at me through gritted teeth.
"Whatever! All you care about is money and your stupid husband that's cheating on you!" I screamed

Everything went silent and I knew what was coming for me, this happens  every time we get into an argument it always ended up with her hitting me. Her footsteps got closer and I saw her holding on to something. The belt. She would use it on me every time I did something wrong or that she didn't like. Her face was read as I backed up as she got closer.
"You know what to do" she hissed once again
I started to turn around and before I even had my back to her, I felt the terrible sting of the belt as it came in contact with my back. My back was on fire and to make matters worse the belt was covered in rubbing alcohol so the pain was much worse. She kept hitting me till she was proud of what she had achieved. My body was crippled in pain I already new my brother was going to ask about these when got back.
Hey I'm Paris im 19 years old and I'm from England.
After these events I ran right up stairs and pulled out my back pack from under my bed and started throwing all my clothes in there. I put my laptop and my chargers in bag. I put on my skater skirt and my nothing is real shirt and my white converse
"IM GOING OUT DONT FU KING MESS UP THE HOUSE " my mom screamed slamming the door
I waited 5 minutes just to be safe she had gone and made my way to the airport.
LA here I come

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 24, 2015 ⏰

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