Run!

Chapter 1

While I was running with my sister I was scared that my dad would catch up to us. This time was by far the worst time that I had made a mistake. I ran and looked behind me if my dad was coming, he wasn't coming. All I could think right now was where we would go hide for now so that I could find a place to stay for the both of us.

(Flashback)

It all started when I was 10 years-old. I was outside playing on my bike and a man was walking in front of my house. Like always, my mother and father were inside either sleeping, watching t.v, or smoking in the backyard. The man that was walking in front of my house was tall and stared at me while I rode my bike down the street. He looked around and saw no one around. Before I could let out a yell of horror, he ran toward me and picked me up. He held his hands on my mouth so I wouldn't be able to yell for help. He took me into his car and punched me in the head and I passed out for an amount of time that was probably a lot because when I woke up I saw a stand that read "Woodland". No longer had it said Peakville. Anyways, he drove into a lot of turns until he stopped the car and he took me out of the car and took me inside an old house. He threw me on a bed and did horrible things to me.

I started screaming and he slapped me, and then yelled for me to shut up. He did these horrible things to me for almost a month or so. I'm not sure because he never let me out and I stayed alone during daylight, locked in. He stared at me when he was done and he started hitting me. He hit me again on my head, and I don't remember what had happened afterwards (I only remember bits of memories). I woke up and I was lying on the ground in the street that I lived on but not at my house. It was in front of my neighbors house.

I looked for my house and then ran up the steps and opened the door. My father was drinking and my mother was on the sofa smoking and watching t.v.