I awoke to the sheer sound of sirens. We're the police here to save me? I got up slowly just in case I was wrong and got dressed in some clothes the women left out. A pink shirt with a short pink skirt. Not really my style but at least it was something to wear. I walked down the stairs and there was nobody around. I checked all of the rooms but there was no sign of the woman or the boy. I opened the front door to see a couple police cars outside and I could see the boy and woman being shoved into the police cars. They were here to save me. I ran out and saw Logan standing by one of the cars. "Logan!!" I yelled running toward him and jumping into his arms. He was in shock. His face pale. Did the boy tell them what he did to me? Logan looked at me his face frozen. He grabbed me and pulled me toward him holding me as tight as he could. I could hear him crying. I was back with Logan, and that was all that mattered. As I was hugging Logan I looked behind him. There was my mother. She was crying. I let go of Logan and ran to her grabbing her as tight as I could not letting go for anything. I missed her so much. And if that couldn't get any better Bridget and Logan both ran up. I was in a huge group hug, and it was the best day of my life.
This is REALLY a short but I couldn't think of anything to write. This is just kinda a happy part, I'll definitely write a longer chapter next.
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The Monsters In My Home
Teen FictionTaylor, a 15 year old girl, was just starting high school. She loved going to school because it got her away from home, where the monsters that hurt her were. Little did everyone know she called them mom and dad.
