Got no more time for your goodbyes (Ashley Purdy)

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Chapter One

"GET OUT!" He screamed, grabbing me by the scruff of my Misfits hoodie. I kicked and screamed. He threw me down the stairs. I screamed, hitting the concrete tiles. I put my hand to my face. Blood was gushing from my temple. It stained my hand. I got up and shut the door, running down the drive. I kept running, heart pounding, blood trickling down my forehead. I had to keep running.

My feet hurt. I was only wearing my old Doc Martins. They weren't best for running in. But I had to get as far as I could, far away from him.

I suddenly felt my phone beep and beep again. I didn't have time to check who it was. I just had to get somewhere.

I stood in the middle of the pavement, turning around. I'd gone dizzy. I recognised the old dentists that I used to go to. And the dump site where the library used to be. So that must mean...

My mums grave must be here somewhere. I walked through the old gates, entering the graveyard. There was mist everywhere so my vision was blurred. It was anyway because of where I was hit.

I kept walking down the path. My step dad (the one who threw me down the stairs) told me I was never to see my mum again after he killed her. She went through violence like me. We were both hit but we didn't dare leave. He knew people. We'd die.

She did anyway. He locked her in the boot of his car. I tried so hard to break in but I was too weak. She was in there for weeks. But eventually, I got the keys for his shed, got the hammer and hit the car window open. But I was too late.

My mother was called Hope. She loved her name.

"Never give up. There's always hope left." She would tell me. Oh how I wish she was here to tell me that now!

I suddenly saw a small gravestone. I walked over to it. I recognised it. Where was it from? A book?

What did it matter? I saw three bold letters engraved on it: RIP Hope Smith. Nothing else. It was a bare grey stone. I stroked it. Somehow it seemed the most glamorous stone. Perhaps because my mum was underneath the grass.

"Hi mum." I whispered. No reply.

"Carl kicked me out. He hit me. And threw my down the stairs. It's all my fault. What am I supposed to do? I wish you were here." I cried into the grass. I'm sure my mum was hearing. I wanted to cry for eternity with her. I felt my eyes drooping as I cried and cried myself to sleep...

I know this is rubbish. But oh well! Hopefully it will get better. Night xxx 😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴😴