Chapter 1

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Kayla POV

I yell in pain, as my father kick me in the stomach. I just asked for some money to buy some supplies for school cause i starts next week. He threw a 100 dollar bill on me and left. I coughed up blood as i slowly got up , i sat of the floor for a while till i feel my pain starts to fade away. I got up took the money with me, i went up stairs and took a shower. I look at my arm all with purple bruises. Since my mom died he's been taking it out on me. i know he's hurt and i am too, but he needs to under stand that i am human too.

When i dried off, I put on so undergarments and some jeans a regular shirt and a hoodie. I put my hair in a ponytail and put on a cap. I added my converse sneakers to my out fit, I took the money and shoved it in my pocket. I took my phone and head phones and head out the door. I still feel pain in my body and it hurts a lot. I made my way to staples . I'm only going to buy all the things i mostly need.

When i got to staples i went to get a binder and 3 big packs of loose leaf. I also took 2 note books. I took pencils, pens, and sticky notes. I went to the cashier and put all my stuff down.

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later that night my dad came, I was just getting ready when he came busting through the door. I whipped my head at his direction I was truly scared. He pushed me on to my bed, he got on top of me my breathing was fast.

"please don't do this i have school tomorrow. Please please." i tried to get out of his grip. He just chuckled. He slap me right in the face. I cried in pain holding my right side cheek.

"don't tell me what to do, ok now stay still." he demanded i was about to lose my virginity by him. No i won't, i kicked him in the balls he was on the floor yelling things i didn't get. I made a run for it i almost tripped down the stairs. I run out the front door i ran till i found a public park. I sat down on the bench and cried my eyes out. I stared into  the sky.

"mom please help me. i need you, dad is out of control please." i sniffle and hug my knees.

I was out for about a hour now, I walked back home. I went to the backyard quietly and climbed to my window. I peek threw and he was gone. I stepped in quietly and walk to my door. I closed it softly and locked it.

I went to bed and cried my self to sleep.

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