"Help. Michael help me," I screamed.
Michael was slowly walking up the safe trial, almost to the top.
"I should've climbed up with her," Michael thought. "I guess she found out how to get out of her depression. Ever since you know who died, she didn't talk that much at school or be the high A student we all know and love. Now I don't know if it's me, but I think she's trying to become a bad ass."
"MICHAEL!!!" "I'M GOING TO DIE IF YOU DON'T GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME," I screamed to the top of my lugs.
Once Michael heard my voice, he started running all the way to the top of the mountain. When he got to the top, he couldn't find any rope or anything I can grab on to, so instead, he uses his belt.
"Grab on."
"Really?"
"Do you want to be saved or not?"
"Fine." I grabbed his belt and Michael used all of his strength to pull me up.
Michael started breathing hard after he pulled me up.
"I'm not that heavy," I said.
"My breath says otherwise." As Michael tried to catch his breath, I raised my head to the sun. The sun was setting. It was so beautiful, it's like a big bright ball of yellow colliding into a long pinkish - orange line.
"Wow, it's beautiful," Michael said.
"Hey, that's my line," I laughed.
We sat on the mountain side by side as the sun was coming down.
"Happy birthday, we're finally 16," Michael said.
"Yeah, you too," I said. "I can't believe we're 16 already."
"Life sure pass by."
"Yeah," I signed.
"H- hey, there's something I wanted to ask y- ." Michael said.
"Ring, ring." "Find me where the wild things are..."
My phone started ringing, I got it out of my back pocket and answered it.
"Hello? Oh, it's just you mom....., but I was- ." "Yes, hmm, I understand." "Beep."
When I put my phone back in my pocket, I wiped my eyes before I faced Michael.
"What happened?" Michael asked.
"Sigh, my dad came back. "
You see, the thing is, ugh, I have an ugly pass with my dad. Back then he was very abusive to my mom and me. Sometimes he would come home late at night drunk, cussing and yelling. My mom would always try to stop him, but she would end up being slapped or threatened to be killed. Then thats when Sarah was born and when I saw her for the first time, I thought of her as the miracle child because once she was born, we never saw that horrible man. Not until now.
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When I Turned 16 (Memories)
Teen FictionThis is a story about a 16 year old girl who goes through life facing her darkest fear...... her father who been very abusive to her and her mom from the very beginning.
