3:10 am
I woke up and threw on some sloppy clothes and shoes quickly and grabbed my duffle bag I already packed.
I didn't even gonna bother taking a shower knowing it would wake him.
I quietly slid out my window after locking my room door.
And taking off.
Just running away.
Trying to get as far as I could.
"Morgan?" I heard him call me waking up.
Damn.
I hopped the gate.
"Morgan you can't run from me" he said stepping outside the door looking for me
He moves way too fast.
I picked up speed trying to get farther away.
But he saw me already.
"Somebody HELP!!!!" I screamed still running but no one was there.
Our house was built in an abandoned area.
No other houses, people or anything.
Just the rode and the woods.
I approached the woods that was nearby.
That I was also terrified of.
Which was why I never took that way when I tried escaping.
"Morgan" he called me again
I took my chances and ran through the woods.
Theirs no tell what he is gonna do if he catches me.
...
After a while of running he still was running after me.
And I was now getting tired.
"MORGAN!!!" he called still not catching me.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!! "I slowed to catch my breath.
"Dont fucking try to run from me" he covered my mouth from behind.
I tried screaming but I could barely hear myself.
Tears fell down my face as he began to drag me back.
"No" I grabbed onto the tree.
Know when I got back to the house it'll be terrible.
I elbowed him hard in the stomach.
And he let go stumbling back.
I was scared.
When he looked me.
He raised his his hands slapping me hard across the face.
"Ahh" I grabbed my cheek.
"Bitch" I said kick grabbing onto the tree and kicking him in the face.
That was my first time ever hitting him back and it worked.
His nose was bleeding and his lip was busted.
He touched his face.
And I took off running again.
Faster.
I went onto this bridge.
I then stopped looking at the huge lake.
I saw stuff on the other end.
Hopefully people is over there.
"Morgan it's gonna be hell when you get back home" He said.
I snatched off my shoes and dived in.
Not caring if it was something that could kill me inside or if I might drown.
I just kept swimming.
Deeper and deeper into the water.
Just keep swimming Morgan I told myself.
I was near giving up.
I was getting no where swimming this terribly.
I was slowly sinking into the water.
"Morgan" I heard my Dad call me again.
Yeah, I'm running from my father.
But it's a good reason why.
He abuses and rapes me like it's Normal.
Took my virginity at the age of 10.
Got me pregnant at 14 but the baby died from the beating he gave me when he found out.
Yeah crazy right.
Now do you get why I'm running away?
But it's a more to it.
Wondering where my mother is?
I would say but it's hard for me to explain it to people.
I don't want to bring the pain back up.
Because it all still hurts.
The bruises are still there.
The broken heart has never repaired.
Basically raised my own damn self.
No I did raise my self.
And I'm my mother's daughter our attitudes were just alike until she left.
Taken away.
But we had no choice nobody did.
Her leaving was the beginning of hell.
And now she's gone...care and love is gone too.
And theirs no place to run to.
I have no family.
I-I'm all alone.
