Part One: I'm outta here , suckers!

As i'm doing my homework I hear arguing downstairs. I groan. "Will they ever shut up?" I ask myself, "Samantha! Get your ass down here and finish these dishes!" Bob , my foster dad orders. "Just a sec" I yell back and I turn back to the division problem i've been stuck on for the past 35 minutes. "Right now!" He shouts. "Hold on!" I snap. Downstairs I hear a loud smack. My foster mom Belle cries out "She thinks she can talk to me anyway she damn wants! You haven't taught her right!" He yells at her. "I'm sorry" I hear her say. ''Now tell her to bring her ass down here now before I drag her out" He orders. Her voice breaking she calls out "Samantha could .. you please come down" I let out a big sigh as I get up and I walk downstairs. Bob towers over me " Haven't we taught you to listen?" "I dont know , I cant seem to remember" I shoot back matching my glare with his. These past years i've been learning to fight back .. but it doesn't usually work. His fist shoots out , sending me flying across the couch. I stand up. "Now clean up them goddamn dishes! And dont be thinking your sleeping in that room tonight because you aint , you get the basement and no blanket either" I shrug my shoulders. Before I know it a slap stings my face "No dinner or breakfast either" He spits. I shrug my shoulders once again. He reaches out to slap me again but Belle jumps in the way. "Now dear , its a little early for that" She sends me a look , elling me to hurry up and wash the dishes. I scurry over to the sink before he can reach out and grab me and I begin washing the dishes as I always do.

''Samantha?" Belle calls out. I dont answer but I know she can hear my teeth chattering. Belle walks down the basement stairs , a candle in hand. "Leave me be" I say. She ignores me and sits down , pulling my head into her lap. I flinch. "Does it still hurt?" She asks refering to my cheek. I nod. "I'm sorry" she apologizes. I pull myself from under her hand "Why keep apologizing id it just keeps happening?" She doesn't answer. "Thats what I thought" I snap. She lets out a sigh and stands up. "I'm truly sorry" She whispers before getting up , taking her candle with her and walks up the stairs leaving me behind to suffer.

Someone grabs me. I get ready to let out a scream but the hand covers my mouth. "Dont you dare" Bob warns. I decide not to scream. "Well then risen' shine , hurry up and get dressed so you can take your ass to school" I glare at him. "Dont you have something better to do other than tying to torture the hell outta me?" I ask , trying to keep my voice nice and sweet but I know her heard the snarl. "Dont you have something better to do than use your mouth?" He snaps. "Then why'd you teach me to use it?" I shoot back , satisfied with my choice of words. He suddenly grabs my long , blonde hair and he yanks my head back. I cry out in pain. I smirk at him. He reaches out to twist my arm but I yank my hand back. He chuckles like this is the funniest thing in the world. This man really thinks im playin'. I step on his foot. Hard. I thrust my elbow back , elbowing him in the stomach. He lets go and doubles over. I scramble away from him. "Your one lucky bitch , you better get youass to school before I kill you" He tells me. Bobs a big man of 6'2' and he definatly weighs alot. He has black hair and scary green eyes that has that crazy look in him. I race up the stairs because I truly believe that he could kill me. I stumble up every step. I quickly run up the other set of stairs that lead to my room . I run into my room and I close my door , locking it too. I'm out of breathe. "Samantha hurry up!" Belle yells. She is my ride to school so I cant miss that chance. I dig through a pile of clothes that i've already worn. I pull out a gray t-shirt with a huge coffee stain , in which Bod had threw a pot of coffee at me last week. I pull it on over my bleached tank top. I quickly pull out a pair of black skinny jeans with a spaghetti stain and a kool-aid stain .. dont ask. I throw those on and I rush to look for my comb or my brush , anything really. I look under my bed , in my drawer (although I already know its empty) and under my dirty , stained carpet. "Man where'd it go?" I ask myself. I look in my empty bathroom. A shower with no curtain and a broken mirror. "Found ya" I pull out my brush from the toilet , not caring if its wet I try to run it through my hair. I struggle with a huge knot. I yank harder and the brush snaps in half "Damnit!" I yell in frustration. Belle honks the horn from her car. " Coming!" I yell back. I toss the brush on the ground , avoiding going past Bob I climb out my windown and I slide down a medal pipe. Slightly hurting myself in the process. "Dont do that again" Belle says as I get into the passenger side of her car. I roll my eyes "Whatever"

"Try to have a good day at school" Belle tells me as she pulls up to the front of the high school. "I'm not your daughter so stop trying to act like your my mother" I say instead of giving her a sweet smile she wishes i'd giver her. "I try ok .. well actually-" I put my hand up to stop her from continuing. "I dont care about what you have to say" I grab my bag from the backseat. I dont known why but I always leave it in here. "Dont get caught" I say. She stares at me blankly. I smirk at her. "I dont..I dont know what you mean" She stutters. I dont reply. I roll down my window , and I open the door from the outside. The door screeching loudly as I open it. The car isn't exactly perfect .. well what can you expect? I hop out "Nos vemos más tarde que el engaño zorra, vas a sacarnos tanto en problemas" I tell her as I turn and I start walking torwards the entrance. (See you later you cheating bitch , your gonna get us both in trouble). Belle pulls off with a questioning look on her face. I guess spanish class paid off. "Look who came to school" Ashley one of the PGSs (popular girls) steps infront of me. All her friends stand around waiting for something dramatic to happen. " If you dont mind class is about to start and I need to get to my locker" I explain. She flips her hair over her shouldet and pops her gum. "What is someone like you doing at my school?" She snaps. I laugh "If it were your school I wouldnt be here" A few of her friends laugh. In instinct of being embarrassed she throws out her hand to slap me but I grab her arm and I twist it behind her back. "Oh , shit" Someone says. Ashley screams " Get off me you freak! You'll give me a disease!" I let go. "Oops it was instinct" I flip my hair over my shoulder , mimicking her and I walk away hearing laughter behind me "That bitch sure told you" someone comments . They continue to laugh.

I make my way inside the building. I sigh. "Could this day get any worse?" "Loser!" A boy yells and then he throws a yogurt at me. I wipe some of the yogurt off my face , while some of the yogurt had made a stain on my already stained shirt. Everyone points and laughs at me. I shrug my shoulders and I continue to walk down the hall. Then everyone starts throwing rolled up balls of paper at me. I stop walking. They keep throwing paper at me. "What the hell do you want from me?!" I scream. Everyone goes silent but the throwing of paper continues. I cant stand it any longer. I grab the nearest persons water bottle and I walk over to the boy who had thrown yogurt at me. "You tested me way to damn far!" I spray the water all over his designer clothes , not caring if the water got into his brand new designer watch. To top it off I spit on his brand new shoes , which still has the tag on them. "Your so damn lucky that wasn't kool-aid or milk .. or maybe even coffee , now I dare you to throw more yogurt at me" I glare at him. His mouth hangs open. "Ms Punish , step into my office" The principal says. I groan. My name is pronounced (Pue-nish) but my classmates love to call me Ms Punish. Now do you see what I go through everyday? I follow him into his office and he closes the door. "Take a seat" "I'm good" I reply. "I'm not asking you i'm telling you" I let out a big dramatic sigh as I plop down into one of his hard gray chairs. He sits across from me. He clears his throat "Now we're going to have this conversation once more" I sit back because I know i'm going to be in here forever.

When I leave his office its lunch time , literally lunch time. He had went over a 1,000 rules in the rulebook that I had already broken and my punishment is going to detention for a whole month and saturday school for two months! What kinda bullshit is that? I walk into the cafeteria , already hearing arguments about whos sitting where or arguments over which one of them has the most expensive boots or lip gloss. I roll my eyes. Theres the Jocks table , Cheerleaders , Nerds , mentily ill , and so on. Guess which categorie I fall into. None , Nada , rien. I dont have any friends so I usually sit near the kitchen with the lunch ladies. Even the geeks dont talk to me because I "attract" too much attention to myself. But they just dont understand ... I sit next to Barbara , the one who serves dessert. She glances at me "Tough day?" "Everyday" I reply. Barbara leans back "Tell me about it" "Whats the special today?" I ask. She smiles "We made it just for you" She pulls out a paper bag and pulls out the following: A ham and cheddar sandwich , pomegranate seeds , root beer , and a slice of red velvet cake. "Yum!" I smile. "You should smile often , with those pretty light brown eyes and that smile" She shakes her head "All the guys should be after you" The lunch lady who serves the meatloaf and so on , who everyone thinks is mean walks over. "I agree with her" She kisses me on the forehead. They're the closest to a mom that i'll ever have. I smile again. "There it is!" Mary pinches my cheeks. "Enjoy your lunch" "You know I will" I reply before she walks off. " I guess i'd better get to work" Barbara says. "Alright , and thanks .. for everything" "No need to thank me. I should be thanking you. She smiles. "See you tomorrow then?" Barbara nods.

As the bell rings for dismissal I groan , not wanting to get up from my desk to go home. MY "Phone" rings, Its one of those phones where it has 3 numbers programmed into it. Bobs , Belles , and 911. The name of the product is "Smiley lady bug just for kids!" and yes it has creepy smiling lady bugs painted all over it. I answer. "I'm outside , hurry up!" Belle says quickly. "Fine" I hang up. I wonder if Bob has found out shes cheating on him will a collegue. I grab my bag and I leave the classroom.

We sit at the dinner table eating "Dinner" in an akward silence. We each have a small scoop of corn and once chicken drumstick , which has mold on it. I stare at the mold. "Goddamnit! Just scrape the mold off if you want to be picky about it" Bob says. "I'm not hungry" I say , and I start to stand. Bob yanks me back down "Your not leaving until you eat your dinner" I scowl at him "No I wont eat it so dont try to make me" He had grabbed a knife and aimlessley aimed it at my body , slicing a small part of my stomach. "You ungrateful bitch! I dont know why you're acting like this but we've raised you from the age of 4 to 16 and you are by far the worse out of all the children we've raised!" He screams , spit flying into my face. I whimper. Belle grabs a towel and holds it onto the long gash. Soon enough the towel changes from white to red from so much blood. "Hold that" she places my hand over the towel and she leaves and returns with a medical kit. She removes the towel and dabs at my wound with alchohol and peroxide. I bite my lip to keep from crying out. The blood had slowed down , not even to a trickle. Thankfully. Belle turns to Bob "Are you crazy?!" she screams "Want me to stab you too?" he glares at her making her break eye contact. She shuts up real quick. "Thats what I thought" "Samantha your excused" Belle tells me. Bob stares at her , I stare too , surprised and all. "Well hurry the hell up!" she orders. I slowly get up from the table. Bob doesn't move at all. I moan in pain. "I'll excuse myself too" she gets up from the table and helps me up the stairs. When we make it to my door she turns to walk away. "Mom" she slowly turns around , tears in her blue eyes. Thats when I realize how beautiful she really is. I slowly walk over to her and I hug her , not caring about my pain. Why had I not realized she was suffering aswell as me? I hold her close , lightly stroking her long blonde hair with a few gray specks. "Mom" I repeat. She continues to cry and I continue to hold her. Tear start to well in my eyes but I quickly brush them away , hiding my emotions from .. everything including myself.

I lay in bed thinking. I need to get the hell up outta her before he decides to actually kill me. I sigh , right when I was getting all cozy with Belle .. but its for my own good. I get up and I leave my room. I creep , quickly over to their room and I knock on the door. "What the hell do you want?" Bob barks. "Uh , I want to talk to Belle for a couple minutes" " then come back later!" He snaps. "I'll go and talk to her" Belle tells Bob. "We..we were in the middle of something" He replies. "Not anymore" Belle opens the door and stumbles out, her dress unbottoned down to her waist. Her make-up is smeared and her hair is messed up, , llike she was just in a fight. My heart suddenly drops. Belle runs a hand through her hair and wipes her face with the sleeve of her dress. I grab her arm and I pull her into my room "I've made a desicion" Belle fumbles with the buttons on her dress "What do you mean?" "I have to get away from here , I cant take it" I snap. Belle flinches at my sudden harshness. "I'm sorry mom" I say softly. "Well then you better get going  because i'm going to have to tell him that you're gone" she says , her voice small and sad. I quickly stuff a bag with a couple clothes , a toothbrush , and deoderant. Belle stares at me , like shes about to change her mind. "I'm gonna come back for you" I promise her. She gives me a small smile. I start past her and then she pulls me in for a hug.

I follow her down the stairs and she unlocks the door. After the sun goes down they lock everything down , even my window is locked and it has an alarm. I guess thats what the'd decided to spend their money on. Belle reaches behind the Tv and pulls out a whole stack of cash and she thrusts it at me. "Go! While you still alive" She shoves me out the door. I run , not looking back. Not even once.

Part two: The struggle

After a mile or so I stop running. Everytime a car passes I jump into the nearest bush. Its completely dark outside and theres one street lamp on each block. I take in the fresh air. I had never been anywhere past school , so this is like heaven to me. I turn down Hueberry street , as the sign says and I contnue walking. My arms are musty and my hair is even more matted than before. My stomach is grumbling and theres bo store in sight. "Man my like is built on bad luck" I mutter to myself. A woman passes by with a child of maybe 3 and scowls at me. "Jesus , go take a shower" she says and speeds off , with her baby in tow. I yawn. I've walked about 5 or 6 miles , im heading torwards the bus station .. or I think I am. Thats when a dark shadow appears behind me. I ignore it and I keep walking. The shadow follows me. My heart starts to beat fast. "Hold it right there!" A deep voice orders. I freak out and I swing my bag around to hit his face. I let go of the bag as soon as it makes contact with his face and I run.

I'm out of breathe when I stop running. My eyes start to burn. I'll never get that bag back. Luckily I had put the wad of cash in my pocket. I wipe my eyes and I smile to myself. "Hold it right there!" I think back to the words the man had said. I laugh. "What a cliché" I say aloud. I look around at my surroundings. "Yes!" I practically shout when I see a  small cafe at the corner of the street. I quickly walk over and I open the door. A small bell tingles as I closes behind me. People gawk at me. I sigh. I guess i'd be gawking too if I saw a terribly must girl with matted hair , dirty clothes , and red eyes from crying and not having enough sleep. A couple of people cover their noses while others are polite and they continue eating. I walk over to the black and white checkered counter. I quickly glance at the menu and then I turn to the short ladie with blonde pigtails , wearing a bright pink apron. "I would like-" she cuts me off "please exit the cafe" she says harshly. "Pardon me? I'm hungry and I haven't ate in what feels like days" I tell her. A teenage girl my age says "You haven't showered in days either" I roll my eyes when her friends laugh like idiots behind her. I turn back to the woman. She points to a sign and reads aloud "We have the right to not provide service to anyone" Angrily I spit on the counter and I turn to leave. Nearing the door I stop and I turn torwards the teenage girl "How about you try being abused by your foster dad , locked in a basement with no food or blankets , stabbed by your foster dad , and bullied at school and see how you end up" "Gee , sorry but my rich daddy loves me and I get whatever I want" she batts her fake eyelashes at me. He friends laugh. I pick up her strawberry shake and I dump it in her hair. She screams. "Tell your rich little daddy to get your hair color fixed" I snatch her bagel from her hand and I wipe the cream all over her face and with that I open the door and I leave , hearing the tingling sound of the bell still in my ears.

I had walked around for a while but no cafe would let me buy food. What assholes. Because of my hunger my vision is a little off. I hadn't really cared when a man robbed and took the rest of my money. I slowly walk across the street , I hadn't seen it coming but out of nowhere a red sports car hits me. I roll down the windsheild and I hit the ground. I blink rapidly as if to make sure i'm alive and if this is even real. Theres a sharp pain in my leg and my heads killing me. I groan. A teenageboy jumps out the car , he rushes over to me "Shit..shit..shit" He runs a hand through his wavy brown hair. He pulls out his phone and starts to dial 911 , I panick. If I go to a hospital i'll be caught. Before he could put in the last 1 I click his home button "No hospital" I say weakly , not recognizing my own voice. "Are you crazy?" He stares at me with bright blue eyes , my heart flutters. What the hell...I sit all the way up. A few other cars had stopped. "Help me up will you?" I hold out my arm. He stares at my dirty arm and hands for a couple seconds before he slowly pulls me up. I lean against his car for balance. ''You need a doc-" I put my hand up to silence him "It never happended" I tell him and I turn. He softly grabs my arm , I make eye contact with him. "It never happened" I repeat , prying his hand off my arm and I limp away. He stares after me but I dont look back , I just keep limping , looking for a place to rest. "My life is seriously built on bad luck , no lie" I mutter before turning down an alley to rest.

 I had a dream about the boy with bown hair and blue eyes , but I wake up as if it was a nightmare. I look around the alley. I let out a lond dramatic sigh. My leh hurts like hello. I feel as if my head is screaming at me "Doctor.Doctor.Doctor!" I clutch my leg in pain "Damn that car!" I hold onto the dumpster beside me and I help myself up. Hopefully if I rest a little more , it wont hurt as much. "Yea , right" my mind tells me. I limp over to a wall and I honl onto the wall as I leave the alley. The sun stares back at me as I enter civilization again. People stare at me "well thats not new" I mutter. I contine , but then I spot another cafe. Well I guess i'll ask someone the easy way. I limp over to a table infront of the cafe and I quickly sit across a man probably in his mid thirties. He looks up from his newspaper. I give him a nice smile and her nervously smiles back. "Excuse me sir but I need to know where the bus station is" He thinks for a moment as if whether to tell me or not. "Its a mile that way" he points to a road to his right. "Thanks you ... but do I look crazy to you?" sorry .. I had to ask. He clears his throat "a little" I frown. "Sir! your croissant is ready!" a girl calls from inside. He gets up "excuse me" and he disappears inside the cafe. I start to get up , but then I notice he had left his wallet. I quickly open it. Damn he's rich! 100 dollar bills are exploding from the pouches inside the wallet. I snatch out 200$ .. not to be greed. I put it back , I get up and I limp the direction he had pointed to.

"One ticket to GoldStone City" I tell the person inside the booth. The man glances at me. I clear my throat. "That would be 200$" he says. God is on my side! I push the money through the little window and he exchanges it with a ticket. "Thanks" I go and I sit on one if the comfortable black chairs. "Arrives 12:00" I read. I look around the station for a clock. An old woman taps on my shoulder. I turn around "Its 11:45" she tells me. I smile in reply and then I turn back around. GoldStone City is 3 towns away , which is about 15 hours away from here. Sadly I dont have anything to entertain myself with. I sit all the way back in my chair. GoldStone is actually a very rich city and its huge! I only know about it because they always write about it in the newspaper Bob always left on the kitchen counter. I look at myself .. "I'm not even fit to be in a city like that". A big blue bus pulls up to the curb "Goldstone city!" the driver yells. I get up and I limp over to the bus. Others stand by and wait for me to get on the bus. I hand the driver my ticket. He barely even looks at it before he waves me onto the bus. Thats was too easy. I limp to the back of the bus and I sit down. God , what do you have in store for me now? While others pile onto the bus , I fall asleep

Part three: Coincidence? Yea right

 "We've arrives in GoldStone city , everyone please exit the bus" the bus driver announces. I blink. "I was asleep for 15 hours?" I ask myself. A man next to me answers "To be precise only 14" I stretch my arms out. He wrinkles his nose because of the smell "Oops sorry , I haven't .." wait why the hell do I need to explain to you? He gets up and grabs his small suitcase. I wave "It was nice talking to you sir!" he exits the bus. I grunt as I get up. I quickly thank the driver and I step off the bus.

I wonder around for a few hours. By the time I sit down to rest the sun is just coming out. I am sitting in a neigborhood park. From everything i've seen , this town is beautiful. I interrupt a teen couple  , making out ehind a tree. They flinch when they see me .. typical rich kids. "What ... time is it?" I ask , my throat feeling terribly dry. The boy picks up his Iphone. Lucky. "7:30" he replies. I laugh. They exchange glances. "You must'be snuck out" they laugh nervously "of course not" they say at the same time. I glare at them .. "ok .. we did" they say. I laugh again "well its not my problem". I turn and I walk away. I guess i'd walked longer than I thought , my stomach grumbles. I had kinda forgot about my hunger. I haven't eaten or dranken anything in 2 days .. well I actually did have a couple scraps though. I start to the laugh to myself but my laugh starts to sound like a strangled goat. I trip over a rock snd suddenly my leg starts to hurt again. Everything starts to feel so real. My eyes start to tear up "I cant cry now" I quickly wipe my eyes. God , give me a sigh .. please. Then a few feet ahead of me stands a water fountain. I limp over to the fountain and I drop to my knees and I hug it. "Weirdo" someone passing by says. I come to my senses and I drink some. I moan. Its nice and cool , the best water i've ever tasted. I drink so much but then .. some of the water comes back up and I throw up. "Food" I mumble. I slowly stand up all the way ans I turn down a street and I limp/walk down the street. Every house I pass , the next gets bigger. By now every one of the houses are mansions , I gawk. I start pass a huge white house. A woman comes out on a phone "He went to a party last night .. I dont know if there was drinking! I'll just leave a spare key under the mat incase he lost his .. alright love you honey" she hangs up and places a key under their welcome home mat. Perfect! I duck under a bush when she pulls out of her drive-way in a nice black BMW. As soon as shes out of sight I casually walk over to their day , a slight limp in my step and I stick my hand under the mat. I quickly grab the key. My hands shaking nervously , I unlock the door and I step in. I close the door and I put the keys on the counter. Just a few minutes ... A humongous chandelier hangs above me. I gasph. I look around the house oohing and ahhing at every little thing. Then I stop .. what if they have cameras? I look around but I dont happen to find any. Food .. right .. food. I look around for the kitchen , I walk up the stairs and their it is , the kitchen. I stare at the glass cabinets and dishes , trimmed with gold. After a few minutes of staring I hurry and I open the refridgerator. Nothing. "Do rich people not have leftovers?" I ask myslef. I turn around and on the counter theres a dish with an egg omelet , some bacon strips , and some waffles. I could feel my lips water , just looking at them. I wipe my mouth ''well I wont be coming back here anyway" I look in one of the drawers and I get a fork. I lick my lips as I dig in.

I burp nice and loud as I finish it off. Whoever made that can cook! I cut on the faucet and I cup my hands underneath and I drink. I turn towards the stairs , maybe .. i'll look around for a bit .. Just 5 minutes I promise myself. I walk over to the first room but its locked. I try the others , unlocked! I carefully explore each room and then I quietly close the door. I go to the last room , closing the door behind me. I'm guessing its a boys room. A couple of posters of sports cover part of the wall. A queen sizd bed with a really nice blue blanket. I run my hand through the soft white carpet. I look in the bathroom , a huge tub is in the corner. It practically big enough for 3 people. A ahower cinnects to it too! Awesome!. The toilet has a nice soft covering , i've never had one. They're way to rich for me. I leave the bathroom and I return to the room. I open the closet. "Woah!" I shout , I quickly cover my mouth with my hand. I pick up the remote "whats this do?" I click a button and the clothes rack moves aside and another set of clothes appear. They're filthy rich! A car suddenly pulls up to the drive-way. I freeze. I hear the person get out the car and enter the house. I quietly put the remote back and I close the closet door. I get on my knees and I roll underneath the bed. I listen to the footsteps. They stop infront of the room i'm in. No.No.No.The person turns the knob and enters the room "Man , I need to work on drinking 1 cup of beer instead of 4" a boy says. Its probably the boy that woman was talking about. I scoot over a little so that I can see him. My eyes widen. That guy who had hit me!He pulls off his shirt and tosses it onto his bed. A full six pack. Beautiful! He pulls out his Iphone and texts someone. Lucky! I had my "Phone" in that bag but now .. its gone. He sits on the bed and it sinks in , hitting me in the head "Ouch!" I yell before rubbing my head. He jumps off his bed "What the .." Bad mistake. I dont move. "Who the hell is under there? Come out before I call the police!" he orders. I sigh before rolling out from under his bed. "Holy shit" he stares at me. I stand up "remember me?" He blinks "your that one girl who I had hit" he replies. "The point goes to you" I say joking. "What the hell are you doing in my house , thats was 3 towns away .. who are you?"  I mutter. "what was that?" he smirks. "So do you really drink beer?" I ask , avoiding his question. "I shouldn't even be talking to you , I want you out" I give him my puppy dog eyes. "Thats not going to work" he says. "Jerk" I mutter. He peers at me closer "but .. to answer your question , yea I do. Just as long as mom and dad doesn't find out'' He says "Ir I tried .. no if I even talked about beer i'd-" I stop myself from continuing. Thankfully he doesnt push me to continue. We stand there akwardly until I say "Do you have a shirt I can have?" "sure , but take a bath first you stink" he says. "Gee thanks" I hiss. He hands me a towel. I soften my voice "Seriously , thanks" he gives me one of his cute smiles "No problem" I blush "Jerk , you did that on purpose" He laughs.

I go into the bathroom and I fill the tub up. I undress and I slide into the tub "Ahh , so warm" I whisper. I scrub myself , making sure I get all the dirt off. I grab the nearest shampoo bottle and I start to wash my hair. Then he knocks "Come in" I call out. He comes in , trying not to look. I dont even bother trying to cover myself up. I wonder what he must be thinking about a stranger in his bathroom.

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To all the people out there who's been abused and hurt by the people who should actually be loving them