I woke to birds chirping and the light from the sun coming through the trees like blades. I quickly jolted up and took a moment to remember where I was. Yesterday evening I had the sudden urge to come outside and read. I love reading. I love writing my own little fantasy books too.
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I started running through the forrest behind my house and kept running until I absolutely could not find the energy for it. I was running because of my father. He was beating my mother then came after me. He was outrageously drunk, way to many drinks and pot probably, before I left I quickly grabbed some supplies and made a quick run for it and here that run has brought me, in the middle of no where and I still am shocked at the distance I've made between where I am and my house. I know I can't go back there and nether did I want to, I know my mother was there, back at the house,but I have no intention of going back, none at all. When I had gained enough energy to run, I did, I ran and ran and ran. Stopping for rests then getting back up and going again. I was never ever going back, not by choice and not by force, like I said never.I heard cars, so I headed toward the sounds and heard a rustle in one of the trees above me. I jolted my head up only to see a squirrel. Phew. I kept on toward the sound of cars and finally made it. It was a highway . I have no idea where I'm at. I walk along the side of the highway in a ditch. I went back into the safety of the forest and found a nice place to rest and sleep.
My name is Jill Baten. I have long, soft and wavy brown hair that goes down to the middle of my back. I have milk chocolate eyes that go great with my mixed colored skin. I have no Idea what came upon me to run this far,but I do know I'm not the same weak girl that would have to where long sleeves, even in the summer, to keep anyone from seeing the bruises that come from my father beating me. I will never allow my self to be treated that way again, and that's a promise I will always keep for my self and also my own well being. I will never go back.
I lay down and went straight to sleep.
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The lost meaning of Love.(on Hold)
Teen FictionWhen Jill Baten runs away from home she finds a boy, one that would lead her to love and a life she never even expected. She meets new people and finds out more about her abusive father. Jill is in for exciting new facts about herself even. Read to...