It was late, all I could hear were sirens and all I could see was a blur. When I woke up I was at the hospital and all I heard was your mother is dead. I couldn't bare it. I fell in a state of shock.
When my father and I got home weeks later that's when it all started. First he'd call me names, then he'd start hitting me and in just months it became sexual. He said it was all my fault. I would stay quite, I knew if I said something it would be worse.
At school I was alone, no friends, family members, nothing. I was bullied because of what happened. I would go to school, and then go strait home because I was afraid. Everyday it was someone else my dad was with, he was a wreck. He started to use drugs and drink a lot more.
That day when I got home he ran after me up the stairs and slaped me for no reason and started to yell. His screams were completely muffled and they would echo. Then I looked at him and noticed he had been high for at least an hour.
I ran into my room, packed my things as fast as I could and jumped out my window. When I hit the floor I ran towards my bike and just ran. All I had was ten dollars and my metro pass in my wallet. When I got to the buss stop I bought a ticket to LA. I got on the buss and fell asleep and next thing I knew I was in LA.
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