Without You

Bad Things Get Worse

As my worst fear could ever be I was scared half to death! I ran into the kitchen and screamed at my dad (it pains me to even say dad for my real father died only a year ago today. This is my stepfather) STOP KNOCK IT THE FUCK OFF! I slapped him as hard as I could and well he just about had it up to here with me! I knew this day would happen!

I ran to my room locked my door and got my bag I heard banging on my door and I knew he was there!GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE YOU SLUT! I was scared so I opened my window and jumped out I hurt my ankle but by the time I hit the ground he came in my room and sooner or later he would find me.

I ran and ran and ran for I would probably die if I didn't pack my bag.I went under this fence and into the back yard of my broken down old house.Nobody knows about this and it just so happens a tree fell down and hit the front of it so I climbed to my bedroom.It was one of the hardest things I've done for,I almost broke my ankle but I went in my old room and lied on the ground it was dark outside.No light at all I only had myself and my bag.I used my flashlight on my phone to look around.I found my old bed and layed down. Best luck of the day! I said to myself but I knew tomorrow would be worse. I went to sleep that night tired and with a swollen ankle but before I went to sleep I talked to Daniel i know he would look out for me I told him what was on my mind and that I really needed him.