I was standing in a dark alley. It was after a BVB concert. My friends had dictched me again. Just like they always did.
"Scarlet? Scarlet where are you?" I knew it was my uncle the second I heard his voice. I ran and I kept running but, there was no way out of the alley. I was trapped. I felt him grab me and i tried to get loose. But, his grip was too strong. He threw me up against the alley way wall. I was only 16 and my Uncle James had raped me. I ran away even after he was in jail.
When I got far enough away I changed my name from Scarlet to Scar. I had been on the run for 2 months. I finally had run out of money. I spent the rest of it on my dinner that night at a gas station. I decided that I would sleep on the bench outside. When I was half asleep I felt someone pick me up. I was too exhasted from walking all day to wake up.
"Guys, Help me. I saw her laying on the bench. She looks like she's running from something or someone." His voice was like a sweet angel.
"Andy's right we need to get her to a hospital," I heard another voice speak as he lifted my arms. Which were all bruised and scarred from falling and cutting my self.
"Ash, I'm not leaving her." I heard him shuffle though my bag. Then still half asleep, I heard him whisper
"It's going to be ok Scar."
