| Author: | Brandi Salazar | ISBN: | 9781386783114 |
| Publisher: | Brandi Salazar | Publication: | November 22, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Brandi Salazar |
| ISBN: | 9781386783114 |
| Publisher: | Brandi Salazar |
| Publication: | November 22, 2017 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Running.
That’s one thing I am good at, running away from problems. That would be how I got to being 24 years old on the run, from it all.
***
five years ago.
“Bella it’s okay, don’t deny it you like this”
The ringing in my ears was so loud I couldn’t hear anything besides my own heartbeat, in this very moment I wished I was dead. I let this happen for far too long and now I have no control of anything in my life. Rage flooded through me like a tsunami, all I could see was how many times as a child I cried myself to sleep wondering why this had to happen to me. Where did my parent go? Did they care about me? When was the last time I was happy? He did this. Took life away from me.
What happened next, I never remembered, because all I saw was red.
The moment I came to the cops were swarming the house, there was no denying what happened here. My shirt torn in pieces hanging on my body, my pants teared and me sitting in the corner covered in his blood. I couldn’t speak, I wasn’t scared of what would happen next a life away from his was worth it. No matter where I went he was there, the good neighbor.
“ma’am are you okay?” I felt a warm hand on my shoulder before it all went black.
Running.
That’s one thing I am good at, running away from problems. That would be how I got to being 24 years old on the run, from it all.
***
five years ago.
“Bella it’s okay, don’t deny it you like this”
The ringing in my ears was so loud I couldn’t hear anything besides my own heartbeat, in this very moment I wished I was dead. I let this happen for far too long and now I have no control of anything in my life. Rage flooded through me like a tsunami, all I could see was how many times as a child I cried myself to sleep wondering why this had to happen to me. Where did my parent go? Did they care about me? When was the last time I was happy? He did this. Took life away from me.
What happened next, I never remembered, because all I saw was red.
The moment I came to the cops were swarming the house, there was no denying what happened here. My shirt torn in pieces hanging on my body, my pants teared and me sitting in the corner covered in his blood. I couldn’t speak, I wasn’t scared of what would happen next a life away from his was worth it. No matter where I went he was there, the good neighbor.
“ma’am are you okay?” I felt a warm hand on my shoulder before it all went black.
