For Narnia.

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I pick myself up from the ground. I'm not going to let this happen again. I will not let him control me.

"GET UP YOU DUMB BITCH." He's angry, obviously. That, the man screaming at me, he's my brother. I try to cower away in the corner but it's no use, he grabs me by my hair and throws me against the wall. "THIS. THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING DISERVE. NOBODY LIKES YOU. THAT'S WHY YOUR MOTHER LEFT, THAT'S WHY YOU HAVE NOBODY FOR YOU AND ALL YOU ARE IS A BURDEN ON ME!" He screams at my face has he holds me up by my hair. I would try to kick, or scream, but it's no use. He's right. He throws me on the ground has he picks up his empty bottle of vodka, throwing it at my face in the process. I can feel the glass shatter all over me. He walks out of the room smirking at his accomplishment. I need out of here.

I slowly stand up from my spot on the ground trying to not make too much noise, I don't want him to come back for me. I walk into the bathroom to see what he's done this time. I look in the mirror to see my hair a disheveled mess, the cuts all over my body..some from him, some from myself and the bruises all over me.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day ill leave, the day I can forget about all of this and leave this town with my middle finger held high. Tomorrow will be my 18th birthday, and I can't wait.

Where I'm headed to? Hell, I don't even know yet. I'm going into the unknown. But i do know, I'm leaving this hell hole. I'm leaving...for Narnia. Or maybe just for me. Eh, close enough....right?

*Authors Note *

Okayyyyyy, so, this is my first story!! How do you guys like it? I'll start making the chapters longer (: anyways, comment, vote, subscribe. Etc.

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