Adopted By BOTDF

Run away

The pic above is 'Kyle'

his story was requested for me to write by slenderkidsmeowmeow

Story written by Cassie_whitaker btws

Kyle's POV: I woke up and rubbed my eyes, I had barely gotten any sleep last night with my parents just constantly screaming at lord knows what. It was just now nine am and my parents were probably going to burst into my room at any moment now and tell me how horrible of a person I am or something like that as they usually do every morning. I am so tired of their bull crap but it's not like I can run away or anything, even if I did I would have nowhere to go.

"GO CLEAN" My dad yelled as he bursted into my room and he punched me in the stomach which caused me to lose my breath.

"I SAID GO NOT STOP AND WAIT" he yelled and pushed me out of my room.

I quickly went down the steps before he had a chance to knock me down them and I went into the living room and started to clean up. I am so used to cleaning every day so I knew what to do by now but since I have to clean every day there isn't really much to do until they decide to make a mess just so I have to clean up more. I started to vaccum and I watched as my mom spilled chocolate milk onto the floor and I signed.

"CLEAN THIS MESS UP" she yelled as she slapped me across the cheek.

"Yes ma'am" I said and I went and got a rag to try and take the chocolate milk out of the white carpet.

I tried so hard but not all of it would come out and I knew that they were going to end up punishing me for it and I really didn't want to be punished. I quickly put all the laundry in the washer and I ran up to my room and locked and then blocked my door. I had to hurry and get out of here before they hurt me again. I quickly grabbed the first bag I saw and I threw some things into it. My phone charger, phone, a couple things of clothes, and that was pretty much it. Well of course ear buds also. I looked out my window and I knew I was too high up to jump so I would have to hurry and run out the door but I don't know how to do that without them seeing me. I guess I will just have to hope for the best. I slung my bag over my shoulder and I slowly peeked put the door, the coast was clear so far. I slowly walked down the stairs and I heard them coming. I quickly took off as fast as I could towards the door and I heard my dad running after me.

"GET BACK HERE" he screamed and I felt a book or something hit me in the back but I just kept running through the pain.

I got out of the house and we both just kept running, I tried to run into public so lots of people would see in case I needed help to get out of there. I already had my plan for where I was going and I didn't plan on stopping until I got there.

"YOU'RE NOT WORTH IT ANYWAYS"

I knew he had quit running after me but I kept on running. I didn't want to stop, how was I supposed to know that I was safe, I really didn't feel safe. I looked around at the signs of stores and restraunts and everything but I couldn't find what I was looking for. I should have just called the police, they could have helped me and they could have taken me somewhere safe but instead I am such an idiot and have to try and do everything myself. I have never been into this town since I was ten so I don't remember anything, my family had always kept me locked up in that house except for school. They didn't have a clue about my phone or anything, my friend ended up getting me it for my birthday because he knew what had been happening and he wanted me to have a phone to call the police if it was ever needed. Finally I had finally found what I wanted. The adoption place. I walked in and I was greeted by an overly excited woman.