Chapter 1: Alone
There I was, sitting there like some lonely cat. Alone. My mind was going crazy. Scrambling. There aren't word to describe the insane thoughts going through my head.
I was sitting in an old shack while my Dad screamed like crazy at my Mother. I was scared that he would find me in that shack shivering like a terrified, cold puppy.My Dad was a drug dealer. He was always armed and that item was the scariest thing I'd every seen. That was one of the reasons I was in a shack while it was raining and and as cold as a winter night.
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"Mom whats going on" I said
"Just don't say anything" she replied
"But Mom..." I said with a scared voice.I didn't know what to do this wasn't any ordinary day. It was a day my Dad made up he called it "The Beating Day" but i didn't know what it meant, all I knew was that my Dad would tie my Mom and I up to a chair and hit us vigorously with a stick. At first it didn't hurt but after he left bruises and hit them again it started to hurt even more. For the next few I would have those bruises. At school my teachers would ask me if "If everything was OK" My Dad always warned me of this he said that they were jealous of us and that they wanted to see who we did things. So this is exactly what I did.
Chapter 2: Sunshine
I have a friend named Even. He always asked me why I had bruises but as I was commanded I replied, that everything was fine
(This story does end well I promise)
