Prologue
I can't take it anymore. Run. I have to run. No time for a bag, they are coming. BANG!
"Open the door!" She screams.
"Open it now", he yells.
Under their onslaught my door flies off its hinges.
I flinch, but I don't turn around from my barred window.
"Ha!" He begins to laugh hysterically.
"The little freak tried to escape." She exclaims.
I can feel the sneer in their voices, but still I don't face them. If I turn around now then I'll lose my confidence. I will just quietly wait for them to finish. I can't do that. I have to run before they kill me. I have to run. SNAP! The bars fall off and hit my ugly, burgundy, blood-stained carpet.
I hate that color, I think numbly as I scurry out of the window. Halfway through she latches onto my left ankle, I scream so loudly that my own ears ring. Stunned for a moment she doesn't see my black combat boot rushing towards her face, but he does. Before contact can be made he catches my foot and tries to yank me back Into the house. All the while they screech at me. Calling me things that no one should ever be called. Feeling more desperate with each passing moment, I do the one thing that I'd never done before.
I fight.
With everything in me I thrash around, and in shock they immediately release me. Landing on all fours outside of the 3rd story window I run. Without looking back at the old creaky house that was my personal hell on earth for the last 12 years, I run. I'm finally free.
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