I fought through every battle with tears but i won it in the end.
Ok. so you might need some explaining...
You see my name is Alana and life for me hasn't always been easy, Let me tell you about my life from day 1 of the seemingly endless cycle of pain, fear and terror.
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Sitting in my room was my favourite thing to do, i could do anything and be anyone, but the quietness usually doesn't last long, as soon as my stepfather comes home and doesn't see me doing work around the house he will walk right up to me slap my face and yell at me to get off my ass and get to work or i would have more than a sore cheek to worry about.
So i would get up go and do the work then go straight back to my room, but it all only got worse when my mum, sister and my sisters boyfriend (Craig) and his mates came home cause that's when real pain started.
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Laying on my bed, make up running down my tear stained cheeks was all i could think about as Craig dragged me toward the store room, he pushed me on the mattress then locked the door took his shirt off and crawled over the top of me, he ripped off my cloths leaving me lying there naked and terrified, he played with my boobs they started lowering himself toward my entrance. I screamed out for help but i knew that was useless i layed there in pain as my whole body shook. Once i felt stable enough to move i slowly got off the mattress slipped on my cloths and snuck back up to my room.
i grabbed all the things i needed and shoved them into a couple of bags, i crept back down to the store room, snuck out the back door and ran asfast as i could and as far as i could until my legs gave out and i dropped to the ground just as everything went black...
A/N Sorry it's short it's my second story, please tell me what you think about it and i will try and update asap
Thx Al Xx
