Chapter two
*six years later*
I no longer live with the family that I was placed with when I was ten. When I first moved in with the Baxter family they were nice, but I really shouldn't have let that fool me because four months after I moved in with them, was when the abuse had started. By abuse I mean every time I didn't do something they told me to do they would either yell at me or they would hit me, but one time they actually burned my arm because I forgot to do something. I called 911 and told them what had happened and they were at the house two minutes later and got me to the hospital, where I stayed for two months because of how bad the burn was. That wasn't the worst thing that happened to me, the dad in the Baxter family once punched and hit me until I blacked out, that was when he was drunk out of his mind, of course I reported that but once I was better I was right back in that family. It wasn't until I was sixteen years old that I got out of that house and was back in child services.
I'm finally all healed and feel better and look more like myself.
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My bad life turned good
Hayran KurguThis is the story of a sixteen year old girl named Abigail, who prefers to be called Abby. When Abby was ten years old her parents passed away in a car crash, Abby was in the car with them but she managed to survive. After she is better and out of t...
