Get Out

Get Out

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Ang is a run away 20 year old. Her own mother despised her because Ang put an end to her foolishness. Her mother, Laura is a classic textbook narcissist and manipulator. Her mother was the main source to her trauma. She started to lose control of the reigns as Ang rebelled against her. It all went south when her sexuality came out as bisexual. Her mother disowned her and thus the abuse turned physical. Laura claimed Ang was stupid and confused, she had to marry a man and be straight as an arrow. Laura claimed she was an ungrateful little girl that had no business in perusing her own life. Ang knew what she wanted for herself. She didn't want to be the typical stay at home housewife with an unfaithful husband. No, she would not stand for that. She was finally finished with the torment. Ang took all of her savings and became a runaway. Only her brother stood by her side and supported her. It even hurt to leave him. She sprinted continuously for miles while tears streamed down her bruised cheeks. Ang looked over her shoulder on occasion in case any of her family members were following behind. She still loved her family, but to a certain extent. She slowed down her pace and came to a complete halt at the nearest bus stop. Out of breath, she placed her hands on her knees and heaved more oxygen into her lungs. Her heartbeat slowed as she regained her stamina. Her ears perked up as she heard the distinct sound of a bus engine nearby. The bus rolled up next to the stop and halted as the doors open. Ang lazily walked up the steps and into the bus. "Where you headed Miss?" The bus driver questioned. "I'll figure that out once I'm far away."
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