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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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FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.

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