elow her chin and brown eyes. They were once vibrant and full of life but now they’re dull from years of living in a loveless abusive relationship. She had practically copy and pasted wh

ures, I was curvier, thicker, and my large breas

my mom’s boyfriend. He was shorter than her but bulkier than her and definitely stronger than me. He could throw me across the ro

rain continued to come down with a vengeance. The sound of drunken footsteps stomped down the hallway and pulled me from the trance the combination of the moonlight and the sound of r

ea

e go

please

ke! Open the damn

come to my senses, adrenaline pushed me out of bed and I’m on my feet. I run toward my dresser and grab my bag on the floor next to it. I unzip it as quickly as I can and t

e’s ramming into my door again. Goosebumps break out across my skin and I sling my bag over my shoulder. I threw my legs out of the window

self the jump isn’t too bad. I haven’t broken a leg yet but there’s always a first time for everything. I close my eyes and pray that

eg’s blood shot red eyes lock on mine. I turn from him as the sound of rushed footsteps gets closer. It’s now or never. I know this and yet, I

oing to happen aga

me to push my stomach down out of my throat. I don’t look back at him. I take off running and don’t stop. My surroundings blur as I run through the route I’ve run through a million ti

ivering and my teeth chatter as I rush towards the locker room. Luckily for me, it’s fall and not winter and the chances

t my lucky stars. There has been a few times when I’ve bumped into some o

o the showers in the locker rooms. I just turned 18 and I’m still running from Greg. As I got older I

le I was changing. Greg had had one too many drinks and she had seen the bruises and cuts. I thought she would kick me out since students are allowed in here unless they’re attending classes. But she just nodded at me and began cl

e before I wash. I’d stay under the water longer if I could but I know I’m short on time. I ignore the yellowing b