Part 1

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Intro(Hey yall my name is Mya Crews I am 15 and basically raising myself. My mother is on drugs bad and it is all because of her old drug dealer boyfriend. He's the reason a lot of things happened me and my mother used to be happy nobody was on drugs I'm not saying everything was perfect, but it was way better than now. My mother's boyfriend name Michael and he's a nightmare he beats on me and my mother. But guess what it's going to stop one day, he likes to give my mother drugs then he comes in my room and does whatever he wants to me and I try to tell my mother but she doesn't believe me. At this point in my life I wish I knew who my father was but all my mother said is he was killed she didn't say how she just said he was. Michael has been sexually abusing me since I was 8 and I lost my virginity at the age 9 I told my mother and she beat me she said that I was just trying to get attention.)

*Mya POV*

*Alarm rings* "Mya get your ass up" my mother yelled. I got up and looked at my phone (Galaxy Note) oh shit! it's 6:57 I have to get up. I picked out my outfit and went in the bathroom and turned on the shower. I have to be quick since my mother doesn't cook for me and I have no money I have to go find somewhere to get food before the bus comes at 7:30. I took me a 10-minute shower and hopped out brushed my teeth and washed my face then went in my room to get dressed. As I stepped out the bathroom and into my room I was Michael laying in my bed and I knew what that meant. I turned around and tried to run but he grabbed me by my hair and threw me into the door and my mouth hit the door knob. Next thing I knew is I woke up and I was laying on the floor naked and covered with blood.

I got up went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror and realized that I had been cut on my chest. It was enough I cleaned myself up and pack my book bag and stuffed it with the little bit of clothes I did have. Since my mother was gone because she always leaves at like 7:00 and go stand on the corner and get high. I decided that I am no longer going to school, but I don't know where I would live my mother said that her family didn't accept her for having me at a young age. When I left the house I started walking down the street when I saw this Black Dodge Charger following me. And I heard this voice coming from the car say "Where you think you going ma?"

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