When I got home there was broken glass everywhere. By everywhere, I mean everywhere. My father was passed out on the couch with a empty beer bottle in his hand. He didn't look like he was going to wake up soon so I went to my room and locked the door. I started to do my homework when I got a text from an unknown number.

'Hi." It read. I was kinda scared. I started to reply when I heard a noise down stairs. It sounded like my father got up off the couch.

I started to get even more scared because if my father knew I was home, I would get beat. I hid in the closet, hoping he wouldn't know I was home. My dad opened the door and I stopped breathing. There was a tiny space to look through in the closet. I think he didn't notice me and he left.

I stayed in the closet for a few minutes before quietly getting out. My phone was on vibrate when I got another text. 'Hello? It's Avi. Someone gave me your number.' Oh god, what now.

I quickly opened and jumped out of my window. Running towards a park. When I got there Avi sent me some other texts. 'You there.' 'Are you okay?' and 'Please respond.' I finally got to text him back, saying 'Hey.'