Me and my dad just moved here. He wanted to get away. Away from the men that tried to kill him. Away from my mother who hated him and liked another man, but he didn't love her anymore either. I miss my mom. I miss my brother and sister. I wish we were just happily living our lives as a happy family. Not always black and blue me, my happy not sad mom, no high expectations dad, not always gone brother and happy little sister. But you can't hope and wish for things that will never happen. Right? It's quite pointless if you ask me. My father has never hit a soul that didn't deserve it. But he never hit his family. We just left because some men were after him and mom wanted him out. So he took me at 4:00 am to this new town. So we are here now. And this is how my life is going to be.
"Well this is it." My dad says as we pull into an old broken house.
"Thanks for not drinking before you drove, I really appreciated it," I tell him with a small smile and he smiles back weakly and we both get out of the car. He's never been an alcoholic he just drinks more often than the average person.
"Tomorrow you will have your first day of school even though school started three weeks ago, and your next fight is on Saturday." He tells me and I nod. That's the reason why he took me. The reason why he didn't take anyone else but me with him to this new town. We get our bags and get inside. My dad is usually a nice man. He is just selfish and likes that I can fight. That I can fight real good and I win a lot of money. As soon as we get in the house I see that it's even smaller than it looks outside. There is already two couches in the living room. Those are probably our beds until my dad decides to not waste his money on drugs. I hope we will survive this. I don't see the rest of the house because I just throw my bag on the floor and crash on one of the couches. I hope mom got my letter and that she understands I didn't want to go, that I didn't want to leave them. I bet your wondering why I never refused to go with my dad. Why I didn't try to fight him off. I probably could with the way he's training me. And Why I went with him while I had a whole family back there. Well you see I didn't have a choice. I never do. I don't like to fight but my dad threatens me. At least he makes sure that I get an education. And that is why I went.
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RomanceShe was forced to do things by her father. He never cared to do things other people wanted him to do. She never had a choice. He did what he wanted. Rose Wither was a fighter. A dang good one too. She was forced to leave the people she loved. Th...
