Chapter 1: The Beginning of it All

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This is one of my stories if u have read any of my others one i didn't do a lot only because I didn't like them so I decided to this but only in MY FREE TIME so DON'T complain if i haven't updated because I have school and I am very focused especially when I am trying to achieve to get my ROSA at the end of the year so please don't panic if i don't update I will eventually update again.

BE WARNED SWEARING IS IN THIS STORY SO PLEASE IF UNDER THE AGE 13 DO NOT READ


Chapter 1: The Beginning of it All.

Hazel's POV

" What the fuck was that for!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, like seriously what the fuck did I do to deserve this. Your all probably wondering what the fuck is going on, well here it is. My name is Hazel and the reason for this is because my hair and eyes are the color of Hazel. I'm 16 years old. I live in Australia, I use to the live in New York but then my parents decided to move to Australia 4 years ago. Now to the reason of why I screamed. My parents hit me. I'm telling you now that ever since I was 10 my parents would hit me and everyday I would get scared because sometimes they come home off their shithead faces and beat the living hell out of me sometimes. After all that I have been going through I get stronger each day, and sometimes I am able to stand up for myself. Just then they hit me right in the jaw and I felt like whipping their asses especially since it would actually be easy since they where 'over the moon', as in they were drunk till they couldn't see much, but somehow they saw 3 of me and got the right one.

" Stop being a bitchhhhh and donnnn't think jussssst about your self you BITCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" All I heard was my drunk ass mother talk with her words slurring in a bitchy voice. Can I just die right Fucking now so I don't have to dead with my mother and father. Next minute I out of the corner of my eye a fist heading towards me but before my father could hit me I grabbed his fist and broke his wrist as well as his arm. I then punched my father right in the face and he passed out, I was so happy but then right in the middle of my joy my mother came running at me but once again and punched her right in the temple and she was also knocked out. Before any of them woke up I ran upstairs and grabbed essentials and ran out that door with my car keys and got in the car and drove off.

I kept driving and then I out of the area and got 10km out of the place and then my car broke. I started panicking and decided to get out the car and grabbed my stuff and run until my feet couldn't go any further. I saw a diner and headed into the diner and a young woman came up to me who looked like she worked in the diner and asked me if I was alright. I said I was fine and she walked away after giving me a menu.

The waiter came back and asked me what I wanted. I ordered and 10 minutes later she came back with my order. Once I finished my food I payed and left. I walked around the area and then I saw a car plot and I got out my wallet and and counted how much money I had. I had enough to buy a car and get fuel. I got the car and I was off again.

I drove out of the state and into the Northern Territory of Australia and I was glad. Once I drove into the country area of the state I saw a hotel and stopped. I grabbed all my language out of my car and headed into the hotel and booked a room for the night. I got a room and settled in.

I was sitting on the bed of the hotel room and it was comfy but then I remembered my phone and my credit cards. I started panicking about what I'm going to do because what if they track my phone or my card. "Oh my god, oh my god. What am I going to do."

"Hi do you know where the closest bank is and a place I can buy a phone?" I asked the receptionist at the desk and by the look on her face she seemed confused on why I wanted to know but she answered. "Just down the street and then turn on your right and down 2 blocks and you will find a bank and a phone store is just 5 blocks down the road on the right, you shouldn't miss it." The receptionist was so nice and I was so happy and thankful that now I know where to go and get a new bank account and new phone. "Thank you so much!" I replied to the receptionist so happy.

I got into my car and off I was I just hope that I will be able to stay away from my abusive parents.

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Sorry if this chapter was shit to anyone I will try to get better and better each time and hopefully make them longer. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter

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