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Why She Ran

Why She Ran

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I poked my head through the door to my room which just happened to be slightly ajar to ensure the coast was clear. My bag was crammed tight with anything I deemed necessary to keep me alive for the next few days. Allowing my eyes time to adjust to the darkness of the rest of the house that lay outside of my room, I scanned the area for anyone in my path. I quickly realized that if I looked directly next to whatever I wanted to see, it became clearer in the darkness. The only thing left to illuminate the rooms was the yellow "VISIO" label on the tv. There was no point to having the tv considering the fact that we didn't have cable, nor movies to play in the DVD player. But that wouldn't matter to me if I was able to make it out alive. Jolie made it through 16 years of a horrific life with her father and mentally handicapped mother. After years of torture and abuse she had finally had enough. Will she have the courage to leave forever? Or will she be caught red handed?
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Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)

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