Diana

This can't be happening again. I can't do this. Should I end it? No, then they'll win... I'll try to hold on till the end.

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"Mom?! Mom!!!" I screamed, gently shaking her lifeless body.

"What did dad do?!" I screamed. I looked at the front door, my drunk excuse for a father had run out of it after shooting my mother, and claiming to get mor bullets to kill me. I ran up to my room and threw my phone, it's charger, Where We Are, water and a jacket in my small black jansport backpack. I had to get out before my father came home. Right as I was about to leave my room, I heard another gunshot ring through the house. My father was home and I wasn't gone!

"DIANNA COME DOWN HERE!!!" His booming, drunk voice screamed up. My name isn't Dianna! ... That's my mother's name! I shouted in my head. She was dead on the ground next to him for all I knew. I heard heavy uneven footsteps lumber up the stairs. my heart pounded as I heard the gun click, ready to fire.

"Save me lord." I whispered, ducking under the bed. My father ran into the door to my room. He slowly pushed it open, my breathing stopped. This monster couldn't hear me.

"DIANNA WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, I NEED TO SHOOT YOUR ASS DOWN." He shouted, looking through my closet. eventually his footsteps stopped in front of the bed and I could hear him grunt. He ducked down and his dark green eyes narrowed at me. I but my lip and thought one last time, I hate everybody.

"Time to die." He murmured in a soft voice, as if he were telling a baby to go to sleep. I saw the pistol glint as it came down and aimed at my face. the gun went off, but my mind didn't. I looked behind me and realized in a second that the bullet had missed and gone through the wall. I've gotta run now while he's clueless, I thought. my dad grunted and yelled. I slid out from under the bed and made a run for it. I was the fastest runner in school, but then, my mind didn't work, and my legs were numb. I ran out the front door, past the forest, and into the darkness; clueless as to what would happen next.

I could still see the light from my room that night, and I can still hear the gunshots that had killed my mother and almost me.

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Well, this is a new area for me! I think this is going to be a fun book to write. Anyway, yes, this is going to be based off the song Diana, that as leaked today!

I am Diana.

Luv,

BooMahone