chapter 2

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2 years later!

Everyday has been the same thing over and over again. Beatings and hate. I was sick of getting abused.  Today's my 18th birthday so I can run away and live somewhere else away from them. I can change my look and everything.

I looked at my phone it was 4:30pm I was planning to run away at midnight. I saved up money from working and the money my parents left me.  I had about $200,000 dollars. I went Down to see all the boys there. Here we go again. The daily beating. But instead they looked at me and than Cameron said It's your 18th birthday we aren't gonna beat you today. I was soooo happy I ran upstairs. I stared packing.  Once I finished it was 6 so I decided to take a nap. Once I woke up it was 11pm so I got up and walked out of my room slowly everyone was already sleeping so it was the perfect time. I went downstairs and wrote a good bye letter and left it there. I went up and grabbed my bags and went to my car.

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