I, Sierra Anderson am a 14 year old girl trying to fight away my tears and frustration caused by my own parents. I will not take their slaps any longer.
Today I vow to escape their abuse no matter how hard the task may be. I repeated this phrase in my head all my life and now, finally that is going to happen.
"Sierra get down here right now, or you'll get the soap treatment again!" I hear my mother's cruel voice break through the silence of the attic.
Oh how I hated the "soap treatment" as we called it. It's where I'd be forced to hold soap in my mouth but not the solid kind, the liquid dish soap. And I can't swallow it, it's dangerous so if I were to spit it out, I'd just have to repeat.
"Coming, mom." I say with a sigh. I make sure she can't hear though.
I get into my cleaner clothes and trudge down the wooden stairs. "What?"
"Don't take that attitude with me!" Mom said harshly as I step into the kitchen.
Something smelled good and I saw a plate of pancakes on the dining table.
"Breakfast is served and guess what I did. I added maple syrup!" My mom said.
I hate maple syrup! I thought. But my mom looked as if she didn't care, so I sat down anyway. I pretended to enjoy the food she had cooked as she stood over me, watching me engulf every fork full.
It tasted disgusting but I knew it would be the only decent food if receive today so I didn't hesitate in eating every bite.
"Can I be excused?"
"Absolutely! But next time, it's may I, not can I." She answers.
I'm homeschooled but it's the weekend so there was no class today. I simply go up the stairs.
As I climb each step, I can't help but toss my plan up over and over in my mind. I knew exactly what I was about to do next.
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Sierra Anderson
FanfictionSierra Anderson, of Tampa Florida is abused at home. Running away to escape her family life, she finds refuge in a forest where she builds her own tree house. Yet she has a home and is safe from her past abuse, she can't survive on her own in a tree...
