Breakaway

The lash of he whip slaps my face, and I stubble backwards frantically trying to catch my balance. I turn around and race too the door, hoping it could somehow save me. I slam the door behind me, hiding in my room.
"Ge out here now!" My father screams. Why do I even call him father. He beats me, and killed my sister. He takes in orphaned children and does it again. My hands are pushing on the door. He had taken all the locks off the doors for this very reason. His weight is too much and I almost give up, when he suddenly walks away. My hands push the door harder, not wanting to give in. Something taps my shoulder and I slowly turn around not sure of what is behind me.
"Here. I will hold it." The girl says. Her face is pale and I wonder if she was hidden in the closet. Her dark brown hair falls down her back, and she looks stunningly beautiful. She looks a bit older than me
"Hurry. Get the window. Go escape." Before I object a knife is shoved through the door and immediately after I jump back she takes my place. I run to the window and open it, trying to do the locks fast. I'd learned how to unlock them, but I never escaped. As I'm climbing down and off the windowsill I glance back to he girl. Ready to thank her. But when I look back she's gone, and my dad still screams at the door for me to open up.