The Incident

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So yeah I'm writing this in school. Yay... NOT but anyway on with the story.

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T.J POV

       The incident. That was a bad day for my mom and I.

****Flashback****

     My dad was driving. It was late and we were coming home from a celebration. He wasn't himself. I believe he had a 'drink' but I did too. At that time I was 4. My mom told him she should take the wheel. He didn't let her. He pushed the gas pedal then all i remember is black.

****End of Flashback****

      My mom had always hit me. She 'had' to. I was 'bad' when all I did was state my opinion.

She told me it was my fault my father had died. When I got out the hospital the abuse got worse. If I sceamed or even cried no dinner for me. She was and still is a B*TCH!! Anyway that leads up to where I am now. Holding my face, trying not to cry because, I havn't had dinner for two days.

       The b*tch had mental problems, but she didn't get help. When depression hit it got worse. But tonight I'm running away. She had prepared me without knowing it. Being able to live without food for 10 days pays off. Being hit but not shedding a tear.

Two Hours Later

       "I'm going to bed." I said sleepily walking up to my room. My mom didn't say anything.  Not even 'good night' or 'ok'. What she didn't know was that I was leaving. I walked upstairs, grabbed my already packed bag, then threw the sheet rope out the window. I then slid down taking the rope with me and with that I took off running not stopping until I tasted blood at the back of my throat.

"Good bye bitch" I say under my breath. Then I start walking.

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Ohh T.J left. I feel bad for this cliffhanger. Thanks for reading. See you later my Flock.

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