Chezden Eaden
"WAKE UP!" My dad screamed as he kicked me.
I jolted awake. I looked around, forgetting what happened. My memory is really becoming a problem. When I saw my dad's face everything came back to me, and I accidentally groaned.
"DONT GIVE ME THAT ATTITUDE, YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS UP OR YOURE NOT GETTING ANY DAMN BREAKFAST!" He yelled.
This was usual in cassia de mum and dad's place. They only wanted me alive so they can make money off of me. .
"I'm up sir." I said. I wasn't giving them attitude. Here, I have to call dad sir and mum ma'm. If I don't, I'll get beaten. Or worse.
I got up and ate breakfast. And then, we started to 'catch up'. And by 'catch up' I mean they started beating me and getting paid to have people rape me. I also had to do a couple peoples homework. After all of that, which ended at midnight, they left me alone. I started to walk around the small room, even though my legs hurt. I found a ziplock bag with a note taped on it in the corner.
'For you're enjoyment. ~mum' it read.
I opened the bag and found some razors. Of course. I shouldn't have thought they might've become better. Honestly, I, surprised they even gave me this. I grabbed the razors, and slit my wrists. I cut and cut and cried and cried. In the end I had the words I DESERVE carved on my left wrist and PAIN carved on my right. I knew they would like this. I laughed at the thought of how much my birth parents hate me. I stared at my wrists. They kept on dripping, but honestly I could care less. No one could save me now. My family and friends think I'm at America, and no one can here me if I screamed. I looked down and I saw that I was sitting in a pool of my own blood. I laid down and just stared at the gray until eventually, I went to sleep.
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When I woke up it was around 3am. I had nothing to do and really wished I had my phone with me. wait...Wait...WAIT...
HOW COULD I NOT HAVE THOUGHT OF THIS SOONER?!?!?
I never, NEVER, even get up without putting my phone in my pocket. And my birth parents are stupid enough to not check if I did. I quickly texted Mack knowing that she was the closest to my house, my parents aren't good texters, and that it was way too dangerous to call.
Mackenzie Williams
I was laying on my bed and was thinking about that day with Chez, Bex, and Alex, when I got a text. At first I thought just to ignore it, but something told me this text was really important. I looked at my screen and almost fell off my bed when I saw who it was. It was a text from Chez.
'Mack. Help me. I didn't actually run away, my birth parents came for me and they told me to write that letter. Please call the cops!' He wrote.
'I had a feeling and will do!' I quickly wrote back.
I immediately went to Chez's house. I started banging on there door even though it was 3am. Chez's dad answered the door in a sleepy state and looked at me like I was crazy.
"I think I know how we can find Chez." I said.
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Cliffhanger again!
This story kind of a little bit relates to my life. Like idk um my friends...
Shoutout to all my friends reading this! Aka Ally, Kya, Elizabeth, Brenna, Maddy, Raniah (my sister who is actually Chloe in the story), and of course Mack! Comment hey you guys...
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