Im new to this,...sorry its short. Let me know what you think though!!!
It was dark out. That didn’t matter to me; I knew this path like nobody else. I could walk this mile path with my eyes shut. I was brave; I didn’t have the chance to be scared in my life. My dad was always beating me, I didn’t know what fear was anymore, I guess I knew it all to well. After all of that nothing was worse.
He wasn’t home half the time anyway. He was usually at some bar or who knows where. Spending what little money we have, sometimes he doesn’t even leave me some for food. Its not like he cares anyway. He gives me just enough to survive. Trust me I have come pretty close to dying at times though.
I was walking the path that always brought me peace. It winded through the quiet woods. I knew I was alone; I always was except for the birds and bunnies. There was even a small lake that looked like it was abandoned years ago. The little brown dock now rotten wood and was in pieces. This was my quiet place, my safe place. My mom and I used to have picnics here. She told me we were the only ones that new about this place and it was like we went into a different world to me. She would tell me stories and play with me. She even put me up a swing. Something I cherish greatly.
I was swinging on my swing when someone grabbed my mouth and waist from behind.
