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I Escaped My Abusive Home.

Trigger Warning : Mentions of abus3, and violence. Don't read if your sensitive to these topics, thank you.

Hello, I'm Jamie. I'm 16 years old writing this and I'm going to tell you a story about how I escaped my abusive home.

It all started when I was still inside my mom's stomach. My parents always wanted daughters, or even better. A twin of daughters.

When me and my sister was born they were happy to see my sister, but it's the opposite when they saw me. They barely payed attention to me, and gave me away to my aunt. Who was practically my mom's best friend. Her name was Cecilia, she was a great mother and aunt. Unlike my mom who ignores and neglects me.

When I turned 10 she passed away, so I came back to my biological parents which I don't believe they are.

I stayed in my room all day, while my "parents" with their own daughter go travel. I didn't mind though, I liked to be alone.

My family goes on vacations without me, they go to Hawaii, Dubai, basically everywhere. While I sit here reading and often playing games.

One night on a Saturday I was chilling just scrolling on my phone, when my dad busted the door open making me bolt up in suprise. His cold glare aims at my feared and puzzled eyes.

Suddenly he grabbed my wrist and threw me across the room. Hurting my back.

He then took one step and watched me try to stand up in pain.

"YOU PIECE OF SH*T!" My dad's shouting almost made my ears bleed, it was loud. My ears were at the verge of bleeding.

I could hear footsteps coming towards to my room, and there was my spoiled sister. Her left eye had "*blood*" which was obviously fake by the looks of it.

"YOU PUNCHED YOUR DAMN SISTER?! KNOW YOUR PLACE!" My dad said, kicking my stomach hard. I coughed up blood in the floor. He gritted his teeth more hard as he punched me across my face.

As I was getting beaten up I could see my sister smirking, when I saw that smirk I could feel my blood boiling. But I couldn't do anything thanks to my dad.

Right after 50 minutes of getting beaten up he left me alone, I was bleeding and in pain. I would have been fainted by now but for some reason, I still had the motivation to bandage myself.

I bandaged myself in the stomach, which was filled with fresh bruises from my dad's punches and kicks. I was grateful he didn't finish me off and just stopped.

I felt my blood boiling by the thought of my sister framing me. She was always spoiled, spoiled enough that she could frame Obama just by adding the worst  bruise makeup.

I finished bandaging myself and went to bed, I stare at my ceiling as my eyes slowly close.

It was about 3 AM when I woke up, I felt lucky because my family was always in a deep sleep with loud relaxing music.

I tiptoe quietly to the kitchen to get some food, I'm just lucky ducky there was a lot of left overs.

I took some food which was boiled eggs that my family never even tried. I refilled my empty water with cold water as I tiptoe back.

The abuse went on for days, days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years.

I was 14 when I had enough, I decided to add a secret camera to my room without my family knowing.

Obviously, to record my dad's beating. But it will probably cost my life.

I go down and glance at my dad, I put my hands to my sides as I tried to speak to my dad.

"Dad, I want a ball pen."

He turned around and glared at me, standing up while clenching his fists. He was about to throw his fist at me but I ran, I ran to my room and i locked it.

I could hear his footsteps getting more loud and loud, finally. A bang from the door can be heard.

"COME OUT YOU WORTHLESS SH*T!" He yelled as he banged on the door more harder, eventually he repeated it.

He did the final blow and broke the door for my room, he tackles me and starts punching me nonstop, it was a repeating process.

He picked me up by the neck and threw me against the wall, harming my back and spine.

The beating continued to 30 minutes, till finally he left me alone. I was desperate for help, and I finally got the evidence.

I grab my bag, and the cctv recording as I jumped out using my window and started to sprint like I'm being chased. Although, nobody was chasing me. But I was desperate to go find a police station. Really, desperate.

It took me 6 minutes till I found a police station, I immediately busted in to find a policeman writing some papers in his desk.

As I rush to him and shake.

"I.. I'm being abused, please help.." I said while my voice was trembling, the policeman's eyes went wide as he walked towards me and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll call reinforcements your safe, don't worry. What's your location?"
He asked politely and comforting as he looks at me softly. I told him my address, as it was 6 minutes away.

He grabs a radio from him pocket and puts it close to his mouth. He murmured something into the radio, as I heard sirens from the back. I turn my head to see 2 police cars on the way to my house.

I look back to the policeman who was smiling, as he spread his arms for me, giving me access to hug him. I gave in and hugged him. I slowly sobbed into the embrace.

After a few minutes I hear the sirens again, as two police women step out of the car and grabbed.. My dad, and mom.

They were both handcuffed, and was enraged. Their eyes looked at me, and looked like a murderer.

I shivered and went closer to the policeman. He understood my hint of sign and covered me.

"YOU BRAT! HOW DARE YOU CALL ON US?!" My so called dad, named Fravis. Was about to burst into flames, his scream took the whole attention of a pair of other police women, who had matching rings.

His screams faded, slowly and slowly. And it finally turned silent as he was behind the bars.

After all that happened, I went into an orphanage and got adopted by a person named Gerard. I saw him as a dad, and honestly. We were both best buddies. We loved each other by family even if we weren't related.

My sister? I don't know. I haven't got any updates from her ever since the incident.

Thats the end of my story, I hope you enjoyed it.

 

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