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two

I woke up with tears streaming down my face.

I wiped my face, and looked around my room.

My arms were killing me.

I went to take a shower.

It felt good, since I've never took a shower these past four days.

Then, I brushed my teeth.

I put on a purple crop top on, and a grey tank top under.

I slipped my only pair of shorts on, light denim blue.

And lastly I put my hair in a side braid and put a beanie on.

My sister came into the bathroom while I was braiding my hair.

"AUDREY I NEED TO TAKE A SHOWER!!!!" she pushed me over.

I fell on the wet floor.

Then I got out and walked to my room with a rug burn on my arm.

I locked my door, took a bag filled it with clothes, makeup, hats, a book I was reading, and my diary.

I opened my window.

I jumped out, hearing "AUDREY OPEN THIS DOOR!!!" It was my sister.

But I'm free now..it felt good, I've been wanting to do that for a while.

I ran through my yard and down the drive way.

My arms still hurt.

I knew where I was going, to my grandmas house.