Chapter One

Run away..

    I wake up screaming, as i look around my room. Everything is the way it should be. Blue walls, a dresser, a mirror, a TV, everything is fine. I have had that dream before, my stepfather raping me. It is so vivid, just like it happened again. It terrifys me.
    When I was fifteen, my stepfather raped me over and over again. I still think of it, everyday of my life. Its is so clear, like it just happened. But it has been two years, and it still rages on. I don;t trust anyone, not even my own mother.
    "Nikki! Are you okay? I heard you scream," said my mother, Carolyn. My mother is one of those homemakers. Cooks, cleans, and worries. Oh and definately way too happy. I try to escape from her every chance I get. Sometimes it doesn't work as planned.
"Just another dream mom," I said
"Nicole. Sweetie. When are you going to let that go?"
"Have you ever been through it? Do you know what it is like? I don't think so. Just get out!"
"Nicole."
"Leave me alone get out!"
    I hate it when she does that. She does not know how she makes me feel. She does not even know what it is like. I packed a bag, I am leaving. I don't know where, but anywhere is better than here. My mom just doesn't understand Maybe she needs to be in my shoes. She wouldn't know what hit her.
    I climbed out my window, down the sidind. I ran as fast as I could, leaving my mother behind. It is dark outside. Pitch black, no one is around. It is wet from the night before. I keep running far away, until I get tired. I find an empty cabin about twelve blocks away from home. I will keep moving tomorrow.
    The cabin is dark, with dark walls. There is a fireplace, and a stove. I walk down the dark hall, and come to a big room. The room has a bed and a dresser. The dresser is empty, so no one lives here. At least I hope not.
    I lay on the bed, scared to close my eyes. I don't know what might come from the darkness. I stare at the ceiling, thinking. What could my life be if the rape never happened? What would mom be like? Would I be here right now? Who knows? Surely not me.  I just ask the questions.
    I get up off the bed and explore some more. I can barely see through the darkness. I found a mirror in the master bedroom. I look at myself. Long red hair, blue eyes, pretty, But my eyes show pain. Tears come up in my eyes. I lay back down, and slowly fall asleep.
 

Author's Note

I know my chapters are short. but I am going to write more. Ignore the grammar.