It all started when I was 12 years old. My mom and dad got in fights all the time and they finally got a divorce. They fought against each other in court to see who get the kids, me and my sister. I stayed with dad, my sister and mom, ran off without me. I haven't seen them since. After they left, dad went to a bar, left me at home by myself, and he came back drunk...I mean drunk, he couldn't even stand straight. I was in my room, he called me to come down stairs, and when I did, I was at the bottom step, he punched me in the face over and over...I couldn't see.....That night, my life changed. I didn't know what to do. I'm 16 now, that has been happening to me forever. Now, tomorrow is my first day at a new school. I hope it goes well. All I know is the school, will be better than being at home...with me dad.
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