(Y/N)'S POV
I am.... Broken always have and always will when I was younger my mother has always told me to dream big and she would always be there for me.... but I guess life had a different plans.
Flashback
It was a beautiful sunny day and I was on the back porch just daydreaming while looking at the pretty sunset "(y/n)!" I heard my name being called from inside the house I run in having the wood squeak under my feet she had her phone in her hand and she was walking back in fourth nervously "m-mama what's wrong" she looked at me with worry in her eyes "He's back." my eyes widen and I grab my emergency backpack from under my bed I run out the door into the car with my mama trailing behind me she hoped into the drivers seat and started the car I looked out the window waving at our house that we moved in about two months ago my mom glanced at me through the rivew mirror "I'm sorry pumkin that we had to leave your new friends." I looked back out the window and shrugged my shoulders "its fine what new friends anyway." she moved her eyes back on the road and I drifted into a nap
I woke up to a sudden crash I look around the room taking noticed that I wasn't in the car anymore I grabbed cutting knife that was next to the bed that for some reason it was just laying there I get up from the bed creeping to the door and started turning the handel slightly pulling the door open I quetly sneak through the house getting closer the kitchen where the voices get louder I peaked in the kitchen staying as quiet as posipal and I saw my father yelling at my mother "HOW DARE YOU RUN AWAY FROM ME WITH MY FUCKING DAUGHTER." my mothers eyes were filled with tears "LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE!" she yelled back just then my father grabbed her by her throught and slammed he on the floor I saw her squirm around tryin to get loose I griped the knife in my hand that was shaking "LEAVE HER ALONE." I yelled just as he brought a gun on her he looked at me, got off my mother and started walking towered me "run" my mom croked but I stayed right where I was "What are you gonna do kid are you gonna stab me." I griped the knife in my sweaty hands tighter "exactly" he walked back to my mom aiming the gun at her anger rushed threw my body I did the most stupidest thing ever I threw the knife at him he screamed in agony at the same time he pulled the trigger the gun and the only thing I can hear were the sirens.
But those are just memories that I wish to erase
