Part One: The Beginning

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      My heart is racing and it feels as if it could burst through my chest at any given moment now. I was terrified, to say the least, I had finally gone through with my plan to run away from my home. That's what I called it at least, it didn't feel like a home I was beaten everyday by my father and step mother. It all started after my mother was in a terrible car accident on her way to pick me up from school. My father started drinking and blaming me for her death. One day he came home with a woman and said she was my step mother. I had hoped she would help my father and things would go back to normal but to my dismay things only got worse. She and my father would beat me everyday until I passed out this happened for three years, but today was the day things would change for me. I had a backpack filled with my clothes and other things I may need for my journey and I was now riding my bike out of town.

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