1. Reasons

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It all started when I was five. My dad was always bullying my mom but she was too afraid to run. But one day when he came home drunk (as usual) he just took a knife and killed her.

For Years I lived alone with him. I was always scared. Always. But one day I just had enough. I packed my backpack and ran away.

I ran in woods. I knew he wont find me there.

But I was young and stupid. I didn't  take enough food and if he wouldn't find me.....   if he wouldn't find me I would die in few days.

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