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DOMINIQUE POV
"Stoooop!please!" I yelled watching my mother get repeatedly beat I knew it was my turn next. My stepdad always came home late and drunk. He beats us like were some tramp in the street. No we don't live in the best place I mean I could point out 5 spiders right now but hey at leasts it's something. I always asked my mother why can't we run away why can't we leave. She never listens, I can only take so much until I blead out. This has been going on for years 5 to be exact I'm 17 now and no hope.
I watched him slowly make his way towards me I slid back into the bathroom jumping up quickly locking the door. I slid down weeping as he pounded on the door hoping it was a dream that I could wake out of. I looked in the slightly cracked mirror at my reflection not so pleased with the out come. I began touching my face feeling the Bruises from yesterday. Suddenly the pounding stopped and I began to feel worried he never stopped before usually he would pound until I was asleep or until I opened the door. I looked at the small round window that only a child could crawl through. I knew it was nearly impossible to fit through it but it was worth a try. I stared at the door once more and made my way to the small round window I managed to get my legs through but the upper part was quite hard I began to shimmy through and slowly push out of it, it really hurt. There was pressure on my thighs and boobs but I made it. I quickly ran to my window pulling it up and crawling in. I grabbed a small travel bag and put my toothbrush, toothpaste and hygiene products in there. I packed my black jacket that I always wore, my slightly scuffed uggs and my dingey jeans that were now highwaters but would be covered by my uggs. I grabbed some crumbled up money that I had saved from doing elderly home services a while back and began heading towards the window. I slipped out of the window making sure to close it all the way and began to walk. I walked and walked my knees kinda have our but I managed to walk until I got to the nearest gas station but I quickly froze in my steps.................
It was my stepdad he was doing what it seemed to be buying liquor. This was frightening because he would soon go home and realize I'm not there. I ran as fast as I could good thing I was in track. I began to Breath heavely and slowly bring my pace down I was now by a park and walked towards the nearest bench. I slowly began to close my eyes and befor I knew it I was asleep.
NEXT DAY
I was wooken by the sound of pots and pans banging in the kitchen, eroma filled my nose with what seem to be a burnt smell. I looked around and I was in the bed not just any bed, a ginormous king size bed.............................
TO BE CONTINUED
