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Getting Away

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Have you ever experienced fear? Not the kind where your to afraid to leave your mom when your younger and going to school for the first time or even when your afraid to get on a rollercoaster or when you can't talk to you crush because your afraid of the turnout will be. With this kind of fear you know for a fact that you will survive and everything will be okay eventually even if mom leaves you at school or you do get on a rollercoaster or you crush rejects you or may be he will have feelings for you too. No matter what you will be okay, right?

For me its another story. The fear that I endure ever second of ever minute and all the minute's of every hour and every hour in a day and every single day for the past 6 years. This fear is unexplainable. I don't believe anybody would could endure this fear. I don't want anyone to ever feel the way I do. 

My fear is all because of him and what he has done to me for the past 6 years. When I go to sleep at night I dream about the family I once had, the family that loved me and cared for me,  but he always makes his way into my dream. 

I'm always in fear of what will happen since I have escaped him. Will he be coming looking for me? Will I ever find my family again or are they all gone and forgotten me? 

The Rivers are so kind to me but what if he finds me and then hurts them also? I wont let him hurt my new family. He will have to kill me first before any of this family is hurt. 

NOBODY TOUCHES MY FAMILY.Todos los derechos reservados

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