Scared
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Last published Sun, Dec 7, 2014
Im Layla Edith Evans, my mother and father died in a car accident, the car ended upside down I was in the accident, too. I was 22 months old and the safety harness in my car seat saved my life. I was in the hospital for a while I had broken my arm in the accident, but when I got out I was adopted by a wonderful couple Jean and Ben Evans with a son about 2 years older than me Tyler, I took there last name, my last name used to be Carolton,but I kept the same first and middle name, they liked my name alot they said it suited me. When I was 8 they told me the story of my birth parents. I love Ben and Jean wore wonderful loving parents but when I was 11, one day after Ben's sister was killed by some psychopath, Ben changed, he started beating Jean, torturing Tyler and I, Tyler was always there for me, I used to cry myself to sleep and Tyler would hold on to me every night to comfort me. When I was 15, Dad(Ben) killed our mom and was about kill me but Tyler stopped him and fought him gave me time to run to our neighbors they called the cops and they came, but Tyler shot dad in the thigh and shoulder, but dad recovered and is in prison for 30 years to death, and Tyler and I went to stay with our aunt Linda my moms sister, and when Tyler turned 18 he got an apartment and I went and lived with him and now i'm 16 and going to James Tundrick High School(JTHS) for Junior year and i'm the new girl that no one understands, and I wont tell my story, but I made friends, friends that understand me the only ones other than Tyler that knows my story, then in the middle of the year Alexander Foltyn came to my school and............
( A.N This was my first story. I started writing it in 6th grade and I'm going to continue it, after I rewrite the chapters already written. )
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