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I hurriedly shoved the desk in front of the door.
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I ran to the closet and huddled inside holding the door shut.
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There's so much yelling, thumping, I Don't want to be hurt again.
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I bolted awake my head turning vigorously. The cold room was empty, it was just another dream. I let out a heavy sigh as I shuffle out of the sleeping bag and creep through the newly abandoned home. I turned 15 last week, and my parents finally left me... Thank god.
Once I arrived to the kitchen I dig through the cuberts and pull out the half empty ceral box and make myself a bowl to eat, the first time in three days. I have to leave soon, the contractors are going to be here soon to start tearing down the house. I quickly eat and use up the last of the milk and pull on the hoodie obviously to large for my unnaturally skinny body, I was never taken care of properly so it was normal for me. Once I had my hoodie and sweat pants on, I say my goodbyes to the home I lived in, the hell I lived in for a matter of fact, and began my journey around the small city of L.A california. I love walking around the city its beautiful during the early morning, and the lovely manger at the local gym always lets me sit behind the desk and get a muffin or workout a bit if I want to. But today, I didn't stop at the gym, I kept walking toward the mall plaza and sat in a alley, placing some cardboard out of the trash on the ground so my butt wouldn't get wet from the recent rains and leaned against the wall taking in the cool breeze and the busy noise of the cali streets.
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Raised into living
FanfictionIt all started when Greyson was found alone on a street corner by none other than Mark edward fischbach. As a small 15 year old young boy, greyson had no sense of freedom, will to live, or know how to smile. together he and mark will learn new thing...
