I can't get away. He's always there. He won't leave me alone. He's yelling and pushing, hitting. "Stop!" I scream. "Excuse me. No you don't tell me what to do" He says as he slaps me. He picks me up and throws me on the ground. Suddenly it's dark.
I'm back in the closet. I can never escape, he claims he loves me but he doesn't mean it. Why is he so controlling? I have to get out of here. There's a little window at the top corner of the room. It's a little tight but I think I can make it through. I look for something in the room I could break it with but the only things in the room is a coat rack and some old books.
"I can't live like this, I can't, I can't, I can't" I whisper. I pick up one of the books and throw it at the window. I watch it hit the window and fall to the ground. The door opens. "What are you doing?" He yells. "N-n-nothing, I just fell" I stuttered. "Ugh okay, oh by the way here's your dinner".
He throws me a granola bar and puts a glass of water at my feet. "Come here" I whisper. He leans closer. Just then I did something I never thought I could. I thought I never had the strength to hurt someone. But I grabbed the glass of water and smash it on his head. He hits the floor and screams in pain.
I grab the coat rack and started hitting the window. Eventually it breaks, I cleared out the glass from the window and I proceed to climb up and out the window before I could turn around I felt a hand on my leg. "Erin, don't do this to me, don't leave" He says. "No Luke" I kicked him in his chest.
Sending him to the ground. I rolled out the window and onto the snowy ground. I stood up and run into the forest. I ran and ran and ran until I hit the ground and blacked out.
