I kept running. I could hear his voice. It sent chills down my red-striped spine. Red from the belt he used. I ran from the spears of words shooting out of his mouth.
Freak hit my knee.
Sinful hit my arm.
Disgrace hit my stomach.
Disgusting hit just above my heart.
Yet I still kept running. I can't help having feelings for her.
Go to hell hit my foot, causing me to stumble, but I kept running.
She was the most beautiful girl in the world to me. My mother said that to me once, but no beauty can match hers.
Brain disorder chipped my ear, causing my earring to fall out.
I still kept running.
I could hear his footsteps. I could feel them stepping on all my hopes and dreams. Stepping on everything that I want, and everything I've always wanted.
He stood on freedom.
He stood on acceptance.
He stood on clean.
He stood on normal.
Causing each of them to shoot out of my heart.
I kept running.
I'm never going back. Never.
I never want to see him again.
Never.
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Teen FictionMy father never did like me. He said I was a mistake. It's not my fault I was born. I wasn't the one to get mum pregnant. Dad wanted a boy. Someone who would look up to him. Someone who would share his interests. Someone to keep the family name. W...
