Living with a shattered heart..........

Chapter 2

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As I go back downstairs I flop down on my bed and try to go back to sleep. It's useless. I decide to skip school today and stay home. I want to txt my friends and ask them to skip with me but cant because my phone is shattered upstairs. I then decide that I should probably go clean that mess up before I get introuble again. My parents are at work so I won't get in trouble for skipping. As I make my way upstairs I get a broom and sweep it up. I decide to get something to eat but that ends up being a mistake. I go into the kitchen and see my drunk dad standing there with his back to me talking on the phone. I panic and start backing away slowly. But of course it's not that easy. I trip over my own feet and land on the table knocking the bench over with a loud bang.

My dad turns around quickly then hold his head and says "why are you still here? Aret you supposed to be in school?!?" " I-I uh m-missed the b-bus." I stutter. "well then walk!" he yells. " it's 20 miles away I can't! " I say. " i don't care how far it is. We pay for you to go to school. Now go!" he yells and grabs my arm. He pulls me up roughly and u jerk away from him. Bad idea. "did you just pull away from me?!?" he yells. "im not gonna walk 20 miles"I say. His face turns red and he says " you will do what I say!" I don't even have time to say ok before I feel his fist connect with my face. I cry out in pain and bring my hands up to my face. "oh shut up!" he says. "I can't stand you guys anymore!" I scream. "both you and mom abuse me for nothing!" "don't you ever yell at me!" he screams in my face. "you do it to me all the time!" I yell back. He punches me again and I fall to the floor. I try to get up but he kicks me in the side. I finally get up and run down stairs and lock my door. I start to cry and think I've had enough of this. I have to get out.

I grab a bag and stuff all I can in there and grab money. I put on a jacket and climb out my window which is hard because I'm downstairs. But I don't want to risk going upstairs agian. I finally get out and take off running down the street but I can't see very well because my vision is blurred with tears. Where do I go now? I think to myself. I don't come up with an answer and decide to walk until I find it......

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