I laid on the floor motionless. White filled my eye sight, I was going into shock. I couldn't let this man hit me again, or I'd be done for. I played dead and he unexpectedly picked me up. I was now laying in his arms. One thought went through my mind, target and hit. I opened my bloody eyelids ever so slightly and gave him a blow to the chin. A sloppy blow at that, but hard enough for him to let me go. I scrambled to get back on my feet and ran to the phone. Luckily I was fairly close to the safe house, I hid not able to catch my breath. Footsteps....those hard, merciless footsteps encircled the whole kitchen. I hoped he didn't find me. I hope I didn't have to suffer what my mom did.
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Secrets Can Kill
Teen Fiction☠ 15 year old Wisdom lives a odd life. While in the process of finding herself she learns about her fathers jigsaw puzzle of a life. Her mother died a horrid death and now she's part of the UJL academy. She also encounters problems no one thought po...
