Well... This is a funny story. If you're all expecting me to say my name, That won't really happen, unfortunately, because even I don't really know my name. I only knew that it started with the letter D... That was pretty much it.

You see, I live with two abusive parents. They never said my name at all, they either went with "Son", "Boy", and most of the time, "Brat". I always hated them... I knew that there wasn't at least a bit in my heart saying that I loved them. 

Outside my window I could see that the sun was setting, which meant I needed to sleep soon. Most of the time I would stay up until 11 Pm, while my parents thought that I was already fast asleep at 9, actually...

Tonight was the night, I was finally ready to escape, run away from this place. 

As I heard the clock strike 10, I knew I was supposed to be asleep about a whole hour ago. But surprise, surprise, I wasn't.

I quietly grabbed my backpack and walked over to the closet, taking some clothes and spare food I saved, since my "parents" don't feed me that much. 

Since I lived on the first floor, all I needed to do was to slowly and quietly open the window, and jump out of it as an escape. 

But... You could say that I sort of failed. As I was opening the window, I heard the door behind me opening, I understood that my "father" was Coming to my room and check If I was sleeping.

I panicked, Quickly jumped out of my window and ran into the woods.

I could hear my Father yelling behind me, Saying things like "You'll be back!" Or "You little as-" yeah, I'm not going to finish that sentence, I'm pretty sure all of you understand what he was saying.

I was running without stopping, Trying not to trip over anything. I was so focused on finally escaping my abusive parents, that... I didn't even realise that there was a small cliff infront of me.

I tried to stop my body from falling but it was too late. I could see myself hitting the ground.

But... That didn't happen. 

I slowly opened my eyes and could see a man, holding me in his arms.

I felt like I was about to faint, I thought I was going to slowly die from the fall.

I couldn't hear too well, all the words coming out of this mans mouth we're blurry.

"Everything is okay!" "You're going to be fine!" Were the only two sentences I heard. I tried to look and saw that he was running.

At that point I... I Blacked out...

When I finally opened my eyes, I was in some kind of room. Outside of the window I saw the sun shining. I realised it was morning, But what I didn't understand was.

"W-Where am I...?" I asked myself.