RunAway, A.C.R. [year 2 reading books .TXT] 📗

MY NAME IS JENNA AND I'VE NEVER HAD A NORMAL LIFE. I'M ALWAYS RUNNING FROM MY FATHER OR COVERING UP LIKE A FUCKING LOSER WHEN I GO TO SCHOOL. I HAVE TO SAY 1 THING THO, I HATE MY FATHER. I WISH I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM. HE HITS ME AND SOMETIMES HE TOUCHES ME,....I STILL REMEMBER THE NIGHT HE RAPED ME.....THAT ONE GAVE ME THE MOST EMOTIONAL PAIN...I MEAN IT'S ONE THING TO BEAT BUT IT'S A TOTAL DIFFERENT WHEN YOU HAVE SEX WITH YOUR OWN.

I WAS WALKING HOME FROM SCHOOL IN THE BIGGEST CLOTHES I HAD. I DIDN'T WANT ANYBODY SEEING MY CUTS OR BRUISES FROM LAST NIGHTS RAPE ATTACK. WHEN I GOT HOME THE HOUSE WAS SILENT. THEN THE FRIDGE STARTED HUMMING. THE SLIENCE IN THE HOUSE WAAS A WARNING FOR ME THAT MY FATHER WAS IN HIS WORST MOOD POSSIBLE. I QUIETLY RAN UP TO MY ROOM, TO DROP OFF MY BOOKBAG AND PREPARE FOR WHAT WAS COMING.....BUT WHEN I GOT TO MY ROOM....MY FATHER WAS THERE WAITING FOR ME...NAKED..IN..MY BED. I SLOWLY DROPPED MY BAG ON THE FLOOR NOT TO ALERT HIM.

HE GRABBED FOR ME,...HE SHOVED HIS TONGUE DOWN MY THROAT..I WOULDN'T KISS HIM BACK SO HE THREW ME AGAINST THE WALL MAKING MY SKULL CRACK ON THE CEMENT. BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN THE SIDE OF MY FACE HE PICKED ME BAK UP ON THE BED. I SCREAMED SO HE SLAPPED ME STARTING BLOOD TO FLOW OUT OF MY MOUTH. I STOPPED SCREAMING AND JUST WHEN I THOUGHT EVERYTHING WAS DONE WITH FOR TODAY,...HE STARTED TEARING OFF MY CLOTHES....HE TUGGED ON MY WAIST MAKING MY SWEATS FALL TO THE FLOOR. I TRIED TO PICK THEM BACK UP TO PUT THEM ON BUT HE PUNCHED ME....MAKING MY FACE SLIGHTLY MORE NUMB AND BLOODLY. HE PULLED MY SHIRT OVER MY HEAD. I WAS ALREADY IN SO MUCH PAIN AND I...COULDNT MOVE...I COULDN'T STOP HIM...HE UNDID MY BRA..AND BEGAN TOUCHING MY BREAST. HE SQUEEZED ME HARD WHILE HIS OTHER HAND REMOVED MY UNDERWEAR.

MY BRAIN WAS TELLING ME TO RUN,KICK,SCREAM,YELL.....BUT MY HEART WAS TELLING ME..YOUR NOT GOING TO MAKE IT..THERES TOO MUCH PAIN. I TOLD MYSELF THAT I HAD TO DO SOMETHING BEFORE HE SLIDES HIS DICK IN ME....I STILL COULDN'T MOVE.

TEN MINTUES LATER EVERYTHIG WAS DONE WITH. I LAY THERE NAKED WITH BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN MY LEG...DRIPPING DOWN MY FACE...DRIPPING OFF MY ARMS...DRIPPING..AND STILL DRIPPING. I FELT LIGHT HEADED AND I SOON PASED OUT.

WHEN I WOKE UP IT WAS FROM ALL THE PAIN. IT WAS ONLY 4:40AM. I TRIE TO LIFT MY HEAD BUT MY MUSCLES SCREAMED NO!! I FORCED MY BODY WITH ALL MY MIGHT TO GET THE FUCK UP! BECAUSE TONIGHT I WAS LEAVING. AND I REALLY MEANT IT THIS TIME...I WAS LEAVING AND I WAS NEVER COMING BACK.

I PACKED SOME CLOTHES TRYING NOT TO MAKE NOISE TO WAKE MY FATHER....I TIPTOED ACROSS MY CLOSET SIZED ROOM AND I OPENED THE DOOR...I LOOKED OUT AND.... THE COST WAS CLEAR.

I MADE MY WAY OUT OF THE HOUSE WALKING ABOUT .5 MILES AN HOUR. I WAS SO SORE I FELT EVEN WORSE THEN THE LAST TIME HE RAPED ME. I TOOK MY DADS CELL PHONE OFF THE COUNTER ON MY WAY OUT...
WHEN I MADE IT OUTSIDE I CALLED MY BROTHER WHO LEFT ALONG WITH MY MOM THE 1ST TIME THEY SAW MY DAD HIT ME. I KINDA REGRET NOT LEAVING WITH THEM. BUT I DIDN'T RELLY HAVE A CHOICE THE FACT THAT I WAS PINNED UNDERNEATH HIS BODY. MY BROTHER ANSWERED AND I TOLD HIM I WAS COMING. HE STARTED TO REPLY BUT I WAS IN SO MUCH PAIN I COULDN'T SPEAK ANYMORE. I DROPPED THE PHONE AND SAUNTERED DOWN THE BLOCK AROUND THE CORNER....TO THE DOCK.....WHAT TIME DID THE FERRY COME AGAIN?

BOOK 1
BOOK 2 COMING SOON!

Text: i wrote this book to show readers that its ok to take a stand and sometimes maybe......runaway..
Editing: A>C>R>
Publication Date: 04-23-2012

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