“GET BACK HERE!” My father yelled down the street as I ran for my freedom. I held a bag over my shoulders that held everything I owned. My father had arranged a marriage for me to a man around my father’s age, but he was rich, which is what caught my father’s attention in the first place.
He chased me all over town, until I reached a dead end in an alleyway. Before I could react, he punched me, so hard I fell backwards. He took a handful of my hair with both hands and began dragging me back.
“You ungrateful brat!”
He yelled down to me. As we neared the man I was supposed to marry, I snapped. Pulling out a small knife, I cut off most of my gorgeous long hair. I kicked him in the back of the knees, causing him to fall. I got back up and ran again, towards my original destination. The airport.
‘I’m not just some card you can play when you realize you’re losing a game dad. Nor am I just some…. Punching bag for you to use and abuse. I’m my own person. And Mom would have wanted me to be happy. I’m no longer going to be a part of your life that you never fail to discriminate father.’ I thought to myself while boarding the plane.
My whole childhood flashed before my eyes. All the beatings… All the torture… All the abuse… It was all over. Finally I could be at some peace.
Once in my seat on the plane, I took out my recently bought tablet, and began browsing the web for places to live, along with buildings for lease where I could open up a shop. I found a well sized two story building. With a shop on the first floor, then a condo on the top floor. I bought it immediately. It said I couldn’t move in for another week. So I was going to look up hotels close by, but I got caught up buying furniture.
I slept for two hours, excited to finally land in a couple hours.
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