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* Alexia's POV

(Veronica) "Go to your room!"

(Alexia) "No!"

(Veronica) "What did you say?!

(Alexia) "I said, NO!"

(Veronica) "You go to your room RIGHT NOW, you little brat!"

(Alexia) "Fine! MOTHER!"

(Veronica) "DO NOT CALL ME YOUR MOTHER!"

The door slams behind me as I storm into my room. I sit on my bed, this is the night I'm going to run away. I already packed my bag. Every night right before Veronica goes to sleep she checks on me. I just need to wait until she does so.

Veronica never treated me as a mother should. She always looked at me with nothing but contempt and hatred. She rarely provided for or showed me any affection unless she was being watched by others. As I wait I think about when I was 11; I got so fed up with Veronica that I kept on arguing with her on and on. Every thing she would say, I had something to say about it. She slapped me for the first time and I had stared up at her in disbelief. Veronica is a selfish and horrible woman. She is a beautiful woman, she has long caramel hair, pretty blue eyes, but she's so rich when she hates something she pays someone to fix it. Honestly I am surprised She hasn't put me up for adoption. She has little respect for others and is often looking down on other people, especially me.

My name is Alexia, I'm 15, and I've wanted to run away since that first slap, and possibly even earlier than that.Sadly, Veronica is my biological mother. My dad died in during a war in Germony. When he died, Veronica turned her sadness in to hate.

I hear Veronica's 6 inch high heels coming down the hall. I jump into bed, as soon as I close my eyes the door barges open. She walks around my room, suddenly she leans foward too far and falls on top of my dresser. She is obviously drunk. She quickly gets up and hurrys out of my room. It's time to run. I get up and I go to my mirror, psyching myself up to do this. I take a quick look in the mirror and see a young girl with root-beer brown eyes, long wavy brown locks framing my slender and tan face. I take a deep breath and quickly get my bag, go to my window, and leave.

* this is my first book so if you like it follow me, vote for me, and write comments. If I get at least 10 votes I will finish the book!BTW hope you like the changes, my sis helped! :)*


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