The Angels among us

A violent fall

Everyone has someone to talk to, someone to share happiness with, but me. I have a room that's about it. i see other kids playing outside, some days i cant see anything at all, he puts those black curtains up in front of the window to keep people from seeing me or me looking out. there are marks on the walls, some spots are stained with my blood from when he got drunk and threw the kitchen knifes at me for kicks. i pay for the repairs to the house and my medical bills when he's out with his boys drinking or doing some slut hooker. mother left him from some guy who claimed to be a producer millionaire. she left me with him, haven't seen her since. some days I cant go to school cause i have to work to support myself. every now and then i sneak out but his damn dog always finds me. i have bite scars on my legs and arms from those things. He loves those doberman pinschers and the worship him. i have a little space up in the attack where i keep all my things and valuables, he still hasn't figured out how I get out. a crash comes from downstairs, footsteps up the stairs then my door fly's open. he's mad and drunk, his friends are behind him just as drunk and horny as fuck. i run to the corner where the door is to the crack i escape from, he grabs me before i could open it and chucks me across the room. one of the men hand him the knifes. they laugh as i scramble not to get stabbed one lands in my arm and i let out a scream."stupid girl, be quiet you don't want the neighbors to know we play this game or would you rather play with Tonic and whiskey?"

"I don't like your dumb dogs!" i yelled as i pulled the knife out of my arm. I run to the door again and managed to slip up to the attack as a beer bottles smashed agents the door. i rushed around grabbing a bag some food and some things that are important when i herd one of the men yell "come back down here sweet thing we weren't even to the fun part yet!" "ya sexy if you don't come to us well come to you." don't make us beg!"

i grabbed my things and hoped out of a hole in the sealing and ran. my arm was bleeding like mad, blood dripping down the side of my arm, those dogs will find me if i don't stop the bleeding. i got to a bus stop and looked at my phone. those men were probably still trying to get me to come down. My head was spinning and my last thought before i blacked out was "I hope they don't find me."