please, if you cane listen to Save Rock and Roll by Fall Out Boy, while readin this chapter.
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Hello, my name is Claire Phoenix Stone and here are some little things about myself.
- I am twelve years old.
-I have long black hair, light brown eyes and I am 4ft. 11 inches.
- my mother died when I was six.
- I have an abusive father.
- my favorite bands are Panic! At The Disco, Fall Out Boy and Pentatonix.
- my hobbies are writing, singing, and drawing.So instead of listing stuff about me let's get to my story.
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-Claire's POV-
I was lying in my bed, listening to fall out boy Save Rock and Roll. Patricks soothing voice blasted through my headphones.
"Save Rock And Roll"
(feat. Elton John)Until your breathing stops (stops stops)
Until your breathing stops (stops stops)
Until your (your, your, your, your)
Forever, foreverI need more dreams
And less life
I need that dark
In a little more light
I cried tears you'll never see
So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean
And leave me beYou are what you love
Not who loves you
In a world full of the word 'Yes'
I'm here to screamNo, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and roll
Rock and roll, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and rollUntil your breathing stops (stops stops)
Until your breathing stops (stops stops)
Until your (your, your, your, your)
Forever, forever[Elton John:]
Blood brothers in desperation
An oath of silence for the voice of our generationWhoa, how'd it get to be only me?
Like I'm the last damn kid still kicking
That still believes[Patrick Stump & Elton John:]
I will defend the faith
Going down swinging
I will save the songs
That we can't stop singingNo, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and roll
Rock and roll, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and roll(Forever, forever)
[4x]
Oh no, we won't go
'Cause we don't know when to quit, oh oh(Until your breathing stops, stops, stops)
(Until your breathing stops, stops, stops)
(Until your, your, your, your, your)
(Forever, forever)[Elton John:]
You are what you love
Not who loves you
In a world full of the word 'Yes'
I'm here to screamNo, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and roll
Rock and roll, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
Only plugged in to save rock and roll[6x]
Oh no, we won't go
'Cause we don't know when to quit, oh oh[Elton John 2x:]
No, no
Wherever I go, go
Trouble seems to follow
I only plugged in to save rock and rollOnce the song ended, my father banged on my bedroom door. "CLAIRE PHOENIX OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" My father exclaimed through the door, his words slurred, which meant that he was drinking again. Taking the headphones out of my ears, putting my phone in my pocket, i got off of my bed and went to my door.
With a shaking hand, i opened the door. My father pushed the door opened, causing me to stumbled backwards and fall. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. "Daddy stop!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He back hands me, causing my head to snap hard to the right. Crying, i put my hand to my cheek.
"Stop crying, you pathetic worthless brat." he threw me to the ground.
I felt a sharp pain in my wrist, and i fought back the urge to scream. My father drags me by my leg and pulls me out of the room. Then he pushes me down the stairs. Tumbling down the stairs, i bashed my head on the hardwood floor when i hit the bottom. I felt blood trickling down the side of my face.
My father comes down the stairs, picks me up by my arm and pulls me out the door, and he pushes me into the car.
He got into the drivers side, started the engine and peeled out of the driveway, and down the street.
"daddy, where are we going?" I asked in a small voice.
"Shut you fucking mouth or else i would push you out of this car." he snapped.
Keeping my mouth shut, i watched as we pulled into a liquor store parking lot. He got out, left me alone in the car and he went into the store. Once he got into the store, i took the advantage to escape.
I opened my door, and ran/ limped towards the sidewalk. I looked back and saw the door still wide open, and i saw my father look straight at me. I gasped as i watched him burst out of the store and run after me. Ignoring the pain in my left ankle, I sprinted down the street.
"YOU KNOW WHAT FORGET YOU! I HOPE YOU GET KIDNAPPED OR HIT BY A FUCKING CAR!" i heard my father yell after me, scared to turn my head to see if he was still running after me, i kept my head straight ahead and i ran.
A few moments later, i stopped, bent over and tried to catch my breath. My lungs were on fire, my left ankle was in an extreme amount of pain, as well as my wrist and my head. I leaned up against a brick wall, my vision blurred and the world was spinning violently.
Then everything went black.
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Hey Youngbloods, finally the first chapter to my new book is done. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. More chapters coming soon. Please comment and vote.
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