•I wrote this when I was twelve, proceed with caution• My name is Blair. I'm 18 years old and I'm from North Carolina. I met Hayes Grier when I was 4 years old and he moved in next door. When my father died almost a year ago my mom decided to remarry. Jim was a wealthy man, owned a few businesses or something. Honestly I couldn't care less. Behind closed doors he was an evil man, a drunk. He didn't like me, so he hit me or anything else he felt like. This went on for months before I told someone. This is the story about how I got away from him and ended up in the arms of my best friend.
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