Just as soon as the sun had set, I took off running away from the people I hated the most...my family. Now you might ve thinking, come on, everyone loves their family. Well I do not. They expect me to do everything while they're just sitting on their butts and if I dont do what they want properly, they hit me. My parents yell because of me most nights and I cry myself to sleep. I'm very sad everyday. I, Ameilah Smith, am running away from home tonight. I don't know where I am going but I just can't stay when mother and father fight. They scream, throw things, beat each other then come into my room and start hitting me. They won't let me see my friends so I can't run to their houses and gradma and grandpa(the good ones) are too far away. They live in Louisiana and I live in Nevada. I miss them most nights. I am so alone abd i can't go anywhere. I hear screaming coming from outside now. I stopped walking. It's so cold out here. I've been walking for hours crying. Mother is walking outside. She's crying too. She says we have to leave. She doesn't speak the whole ride to wherever we are going. She says he can't hurt us here. I recognize the place as Natalia's house( she's my friend). I haven't seen her in a long time. She's happy to see me. Father keeps begging mother to come home. The next day he said he would change so mother brought us home. As soon as we arrive back, father yells at mother again. "Bad people don't change." , I told mother. "If they did it once they'll do it again." "you're wrong! He's doing this because he loves me."
The very next morning I felt a chill in the air, like something was wrong. I was suspicious so I went to look for mother in case she might know what's going on. Just then I heard a scream. I ran and looked for mother and father but just as i looked outside I saw her, looking as pale as ever. Father was holding a knife over her neck. She looked so scared and then i saw blood. I heard a scream but it wasn't mother. The inhuman scream was coming from me but i stopped as i noticed something else was happening. Father was screaming at someone but I couldn't make out what he said. It was a policeman he was yelling at. BANG! Father fell on top of mother. No eight year old should have to witness what I had witnessed today. All I had was gone. I was....
All alone
