The touch of fear

I knew what was coming. I flung open the door and ran as fast as my legs would carry me.

I ran to the park, lots of people there, I thought.

He wouldn't cause a scene.

I sat down on a bench to catch my breath.

I couldn't believe what I had just done.

I was dead when he got me alone.

My body filled with fear as my phone started to ring, I whimpered softly and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hello...?" I whispered.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" the vicious voice of my father screamed.

I started to cry as I remember he put a GPS tracker on my phone so I couldn't lie.

"The park..." I whispered, instantly regretting it.

"YOU'RE DEAD!" He yelled.

As the call ended, I leaped from the park bench and ran to the womens bathroom as fast as my feet would carrying me. Which for the record, wasn't very fast since I wasn't really athletic. I cried harder as I crouched down in the last stall in the back darkest corner.

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A story of an abused girl, who tries to find happiness. Though its hard, maybe she'll finally get her wish.

Read to find out. ;)