chapter 1

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Kayla POV

I woke up to my momma boyfriend slapping me I jumped up

Me. Owww

He slapped me again I went and got ready for school that's my only escape other then my momma sister coming over. She's Very nice to she comes and get me any time she can. She came and got me on my birthday which is October 20th. She took me shopping and out to eat. I put my shoes on going downstairs I don't eat breakfast because my mom doesn't cook and we don't have food so I'm going to eat at lunch today I put my book bag on going downstairs. My mom was smoking

Me. Mommy I gotta go to school

She looked at me with a really mean face I looked down walking out the house the school isn't that far away for this house. I started walking

10 minutes later

I just got to school i walked to to my class I'm on time. I'm in pre school so we have snacks and candy to eat. I'll see if my teacher can give me some.

Teacher. Come here kayla

I went to her

Teacher. Is everything ok at home

I looked down scared to say anything

Teacher. Come in the hall with me

I followed her still looking down she bent down to my height

Teacher. You can tell me if anyone is hurting you and I can get you some help

I nodded she let me seat down she made us some packets so we can color. I'm really hungry I hard my stomach growler. the teacher looked at me before telling me to come here. I went to her and she gave me a muffin and she let me seat at her desk. I ate it and I went to color again.

Lunch time

The teacher made me stay while the other kids went to lunch

Teacher. Can you tell me how you got these bruise

I shook my head no looking down I remember telling my auntie how my mommy punched me and it only got worst. I felt the tears roll down my face.

Teacher. They won't hurt you anymore if you tell me

I shook my head no and more tears ran down my face. She held my hands.

Teacher. When ever your ready to tell me just come tell me ok?

I nodded looking down she walked me to the cafeteria. I got my food seating down.

After school

I'm seating on the bench again waiting on my mom to come get me. Everyone started leaving.

Teacher. Are your parents on the way

Me. Yes sir

He nodded leaving. She's not coming anytime soon. I put my thumb in my mouth. I started to cry why is my life like this. I have to do my hair on my own. I have to find a way to feed myself. I gotta protect myself while my mom and her boyfriend beat me. Then if I tell someone about it. It gets worst. Is my life just a joke? I saw a grasshopper. I looked at it. I took my thumb out my mouth.

Me. You probably have a wonderful family. You probably don't have to worry about anything. You probably have a mommy who loves u and a daddy who tells you how much they love u.

It's was hoping around me before It jumped away. I looked down at my hands. At least I'm not being beat up right now. I put my thumb back in my mouth.

3 hours later

She's still not here and it's starting to get dark. I started crying getting up walking towards my house. I'm scared I don't wanna go home. On the way home I saw a few people 

Lady. Hey sweetie

I smiled and waved my feet hurt. I made it to the house and I tried to open the door but it's locked. I sat on the porch on the ground I'm so tired I'm not finna fight to get in there. I put my thumb in my mouth and I fell asleep laying like this.

Midnight

I woke up to the sound of a lady's voice I couldn't open my eyes. I'm so tired

Lady voice. Can you hear me sweetie

I nodded laying back down. She picked me up and I laid on her shoulder trying to wake up

Police. Sir you under arrest

I heard my mom arguing with the police. The lady checked my body. I know they see all theses bruises so I know I'm in trouble. They gave me water and they checked everything on me then they checked my eyes I'm up now.

Lady. Did your mommy do this

I didn't answer I don't wanna be In trouble.

Lady. You don't have to be scared to answer

I shook my head no,they picked me up taking me in the house. I went to lay In my bed. I cried my self to sleep.

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