I walk up to the front door and open it as usual. I open it up and I'm grabbed right away. My dad... he is the only person I hate more than James. He pulled me inside and threw me on the floor and starts kicking, punching, and cutting me, as usual. He hurt me so bad that this time, I actually passed out for a little.

Once I woke up, I looked around to see my dad sleeping. I snuck up the stairs to clean myself up and shower like yesterday. I felt so worthless. No guy would ever want a beat up little brat. I knew what I had to do today though. I'm running away. I don't care about my dad anymore. I hope he is caught and is put in jail for the rest of his life.

When I get out of the shower, I get dressed in warm clothes and put my hair in a dutch braid. I once again put bandages in most of my cuts. I couldn't do all because I didn't have enough this time. I put on some makeup to cover the cuts on my face and the black eye my dad gave me.

After I was done all that, I grabbed my money, books, phone (including the charger), and other little needs along with two extra outfits. I went downstairs as quietly as possible. He was gone. I quickly grab food and water, knowing he could be back and catch me anytime.

I grab the stuff and run out the door. I start jogging down the street. As I get farther down the street, I look back at the house, realizing that this was hopefully my last time seeing the house. As I think of that, I see my dad's truck come into view. I quickly hide in some bushes to wait for my dad to get into the house. He probably was going in and planning to abuse me more. WRONG! Not going back if my life depends on it.

As soon as I hear the door shut, I sprint down the street, heading towards the city. We lived on the outskirts of a city, so why not go to a restaurant and sit for a while and relax and stay warm.

I was about to go into the building when I look forward. I see a line that goes just around the buildings corner. I decide to go over and see what it is. I walk across the street and ask someone what it was.

"Well, this is Winter Jam. It is 10 artists for 10 dollars." She says and smiles warmly at me.

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