Finally when my mother got the guts to tell Dad that she was done with him she did it through a note on the fridge. She didn't say where we were going or who we are going to stay with all she said was "this isn't working I'm leaving and I'm taking Ally with me."
When we left it was that Friday morning after dad had gone to work. It had been two years after the first incident and had gotten a lot worse instead of just hitting us he was threatening to kill us he would have the bottle in one hand and the knife and the other. I wasn't sure what to do so I just stood there and there was one time when he got so angry that he spilled his drink he got really mad then. One day when it was almost so bad mom was like you know what I'm done she walked up stairs walked into my room and she told me that we were leaving and the next week on Friday we did. We went to my grandma's house and mommy told Grandma what happened she hugged me and my mommy and told us that it was going to be ok I listen to her but for some reason I didn't believe it. The things that I had seen is no five-year-old should ever see and I was almost 7. I was such a big girl that's what I thought. But really I didn't know what I had ahead of me. So we said bye to Grandma and told her that we would keep in touch but we're changing our name and number and if Gregory, my dad, called that you didn't know that we left and haven't heard from us for our safety when we find somewhere will send you our address and you can come and visit before we do anything we're going to the cops and telling them what happened that's what my mom said not exactly but in a nutshell. I was so afraid afraid that he was going to find us afraid that he was going to hurt mom again but I told myself that I would never let that happen that I would stand up for my mom and myself that I would be strong. After that I told my mom that we need to start working out we need to become strong woman. She smiled laughed at me with that little mom giggle that she had and she kissed my forehead and told me that we were going to be ok. We drove we drove and drove and drove until he couldn't drive anymore I finally fell asleep but when I woke up we were at a hotel and my mom was supposed to sleep so I got up and I went to the window. I looked down and it was a very very busy City busy roads and lights and traffic. I didn't know where we were. I was so tired that I thought it was just my imagination so I went back to bed. My mom woke me up early in the morning about 4 hours after I had fallen asleep again. We packed up her things got back in the car and drove to the front office. We turned in our keys and we got back in the car and we drove and drove and drove again. I thought that we were going to be driving for so long that I was going to turn 7 in the car. But we didn't I was still 6 when we got to our destination. It was a new place that my mom had bought online from her phone we got there and we looked around we liked it. But that was just the outside. So Mom called the realtor and luckily they were free so we waited there until they got to the house and unlock the door and we stepped inside. My mom once told me that home was a feeling and that a house was a place. And this this was our feeling and this was going to be our feeling for a long long time. I didn't know what we were going to do from there and I didn't know how much money my mom had. But she had a very very big wallet and it was very puffy I don't think it's ever been that puffy before. I went upstairs because there was two stories and I told Mom that the first door on the left with my room. The realtor told us that we could get it for $129,900 with a down payment of 25,000 dollars. So she took the money out of her purse and while she was doing so she told the realtor the story Not all of it just why we are moving here. The realtor thought about it for a second and she was like you know what that down payment I'm going to bring it down you only have to pay 15,000 dollars. When I was 6 I didn't know much about money but I knew that was a good sign.
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RomantizmWhen you look into my eyes I feel my face heating up. Like the heat of 1000 suns are beating down on me with no ozone layer to save me from radiation. Then he knows closer. I backed up until I hit the old Creepy door. You lightly put your hand on my...