Chapter One

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July 2nd, Wednesday
De'Arra POV

Hey guys my name is De'Arra Taylor, I'm 19 years old from Memphis, Tenesse

My dad died from being in the drug game and my mom committed suicide

I have an older brother named Tyler but after our parents died he disappeared

Right know I'm living with my uncle in Compton

My aunt died from cancer and her funeral was 3 months ago

I really don't get to go to school because of my uncle who abuses me

I cry and scream hoping that someone will come and save me but no one ever comes

I was laying down on my bed when someone started knocking on my bedroom door I then got scared

" Did you miss me" he asked getting on top of me

" No please leave me alone" I said trying to run

"Come here" he said grabbing me and putting me on the bed

" SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME " I cried out

" SHUT YOUR ASS UP " he said grabbing my hair and pushing me down on the floor

"NO PLEASE DON'T DO THIS" I cried out

I cried and cried until he got tired of punching me

Once he realized I was weak he left me on the floor crying and then walked out my room

I then heard him walk out of the house

I thought this was the right time to run away

When I looked in the mirror my whole body was red and bruised up

I didn't really have time so I went into my closet and put on black adidas sweatpants and a T-shirt covering most of my bruises

I then grabbed my Samsung which was cracked and the 30 dollars I had then left

I was walking down the street of a quiet neighborhood when I began feelin' hungry

I then kept walkin' until I spotted Chipotle

I then walked in and went on the line

I wasn't even gonna lie Chipotle was crowded and I was a bit scared

After orderin' my food I payed the lady then grabbed my food findin' somewhere to sit all the way in the back

I was mindin' my own buisness eatin' when someone sat in front of me

I then looked up scared as ever

" Hey you good. I saw you sittin' by yaself' " he said

I then nodded my head

" I ain't gonna bite ma' " He told me

" Sorry I-I just don't really get out my house " I said lookin' down in my plate

" You don't have to apologize. Anyway what's your name " he asked

" ...Um.... D-De'Arra " I said stutterin'

" Well I'm Ken" he said

" Thats a nice name " I said lookin' down at my plate

" Thanks. Your's is too. It's very Unusual but Unique " he said

I then looked up at his brown beautiful eyes

" Really?" I asked him

" Yea it fits you perfectly " he said

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