Marks POV.
I have always dreamed of getting out of this hell hole called home but I was never aloud to leave because my dad was afraid I would go to the police so every day I got locked in my room and it was terrible being in there the only way of seeing outside was looking out my window I've tried to go out through the window but it was to far of a drop and it would've killed me if I landed a certain way. one day I'm just sitting here in my room on my bed when my father comes in my room yelling at new call me a piece of shit and faggot and all these mean words but I'm so used to it that it doesn't even bother me anymore he pushes me off the bed and starts kicking and punching me I try to guard myself with my hands but it was no use after a few hours my father finally quite hitting me and left the room I try to move but it hurts to much I end up passing out from the pain and blood lose I don't wake until the next morning when I get up I move but quickly groan in pain and roll back over as I roll over I see my door open

"this is my only get away I gotta take this chance now before its too late"

I suck up all the pain and get up I run to the door and look around to see if my father was here I don't see him so I run to the living room and put my shoes on not even bothering to put on a jacket when I get outside I felt a weight lift off my shoulders i hear my dad yelling at me to get my ass over to him but I didn't listen I was finally free I run into the woods and keep running until I can't anymore I see a little house in the distance I run over to it and knock on the door I hear a deep voice

"Just a second"

I wait a few minutes and the door opens

"How can I help you "

I don't answer right away but I let out an answer

"I'm just trying to find a place to stay, may I stay here just for tonight"

The man looks at me for a few seconds before replying

"Why do you want to stay with someone you don't know"

I studder out a low answer

"I don't want to go home I don't like it there"

The man gives me a strange look

"And why is that"

I look down

"It's just not a good place to be"
The man finally caves in and moves aside

"Come on in"

I keep my head down and walk in the house and whisper

"Sorry for bothering you "

The man just waves his hand he shows me around and shows me to the room I'll be staying in, after a while of talking we say our good nights and go to sleep.
The next morning I right a note to the man saying thank you for letting me stay even though I was a stranger after that I set on my journey to find a new place to call home.