Today is Tuesday February 7,
I am writing u this that way everyone will know what my childhood was like it was seriously like hell I mean getting beaten every day. anymore my life is like hell. I am running I don't know where to run too but I'm running somewhere I'll promise u that. my sister was the whole problem she told my dad that I hit someone or called someone a fag. well that's when daddy hit and even sometimes hit me so hard I have broken bones before. I cry almost all the time any more but now I have to provide for myself when I was home I did kinda a guess have a smart mouth but I wasn't has bad has my sisters mouth was I got the soap in my mouth almost everyday too I did.
Today is Thursday February 9,
I am in Montana Georgia I was from Nashville Tennessee I only had probably 5 decent meals since I've been gone they were normally mashed potatoes and chicken and green beans.i hate the way I live and other people mite too but u know it's better than living with a guy that beats u all the time.
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Never stop running
RandomNever stop running is about a boy who gets abused by his parents so he runs and doesn't have no idea where to go for help or anything I'm writing this story because I was once abused not everyone who reads this will be live it but I hope no one else...
