Fragile

Anywhere?

He tried to block out the voices but they were too loud. He sat with is knees in his chest and his hands over his ears ,hoping his parents would stop yelling and just make up. But yet they never do. It just repeats.His father kept yelling his name. "Andrew this ,Andrew that, I'm so fucking tried of his ass".Andrew heard every word. Tears started rolling down his face , as soon he felt the tears he wiped them off. He took out an razor on from his dressed and started to cut deep into his arm. As blood started poor out Andrew started to cry more. " tomorrow I'm leaving gone." The next day after school Andrew walked into the house. It was empty, everything's perfect, quiet,and peaceful;  bur at six it all goes to hell. He thought " why can't it ever be this beautiful and slient".He glanced at the clock.  It was 5:30, "30 minutes to have peace/ he whisper. He layed on the couch hoping he wouldn't fall asleep but he was so tired from being up by the yelling.He into a deep sleep ..when the door slammed shut. He jumped up as he woke up. "Andrew! GET UP ,CLEAN THIS DAMN HOUSE". His father screamed. Andrew stood up right in front of his father and yelled back "NO. this place is spotless, I clean it every damn day".Right then and there he that he made the wrong decision , Andrew could see it in his father's eyes.In a swift motion his father bluged Andrew's cheek, with in seconds Andrew was knocked out unconscious and fell on the floor. Andrew fluttered his eyes open. He woke up at 8:26, drowsy with pain. He could barely see . As soon as he could get up he felt a pulsing pain in his check, where his father had hit him. There was a mirror to his left, Andrew turned to it, he gasped for air when he saw how swollen and discolored his check was. Andrew couldn't even touch it with out pain rushing to his face more. "Andrew is worthless,stupid,a waste " his father called out to his mother, she yelled back with disgust for him. Andrew started to tear up, he quickly and quietly  ran into his room. Andrew closed the door slowly because he knew that if his father had heard him he would come up the stairs and beat him more. Andrew sat on his bed thinking " what did I do? Why did I do this? Am I really an evil child?" As Andrew thought these things he started to weep , he moved his hands to his face trying to stop his loud crys.
He sat still for minutes , in silence, gathering his thoughts,  he turned to his desk and grabed a sheet of paper and began to write.
Dear parents, I'm sorry for ruining your life, so make it better I'm running away . I don't want to cause anymore trouble,  I'm sorry ,goodbye.
Andrew threw the page on the bed, he starred at it for a minute then went on. Grabbing a duffle bag out of his closet and started to stuff it with clothes . Andrew moved his mattress and found the money he was hiding. He knew that he'd saved over three hundred dollars than stuffed it in his bag, he took one long last look of his room. Than he sighed . Andrew climbed out the window. He dropped his bag slowly hoping his parents wouldn't hear it. Than Andrew put his feet out first and dangling by his hands. Than just let go. He fell on the grass but didn't care . He never felt this so alive so quickly.  Andrew got up , grabed his bag and started running."anywhere but here" he thought. Anywhere .

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