Runaway love (Short Story)

Runaway love (Short Story)

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Now little Lisa is only 9 years old She's trying to figure out why the world is so cold. Why she's all alone and ain't never met her family. Mama's always gone and she never met her daddy. Part of her is missing and nobody will listen. Mama is on drugs getting high up in the kitchen. Bringing home men at different hours of the night. Starting with some laughs - usually ending in a fight Sneaking in her room while her mama's knocked out. Trying to have his way and little Lisa says 'ouch' She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her. Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her. Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own. Forced to think that hell is a place called home. Nothing else to do but get some clothes and pack. She says she's 'bout to run away and never come back.
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