I was in my room reading a book then I heard my dad yell "get me a pack of cigarettes" I said "ok ". I walked to the kitchen and checked the cabinets none were there I walked to my father and said "there is none left " he got angry that there was no more and he grabbed his recent cigarettes and burnt my arm with it he then pushed me to the ground and started kicking me till I cried I heard someone yell ", hey don't do that she is not something you can hurt " . The person grabbed my arm and I got up and it was my neighbor Michael the guy I had a crush on then he said to me "I'm taking you to my house away from this man". We walk to his house and went inside nobody was home so we went into his room and I sat on his bed. Michael sat down and told me "I'm going to clean the bruise with the first aid kit so stay here ". He got up and walked to the bathroom and came back with the kit and walked to me and sat down he used the rubbing alcohol on me then after he wiped it away and out a band aid then we went to bed .
