The master's slave

I fell back against against my bed, tears dripping down my cheeks. My parents we at it again. Becuase of my brothers illness. I couldnt take this. Every night they would get drunk, fight, break things and then end up banging each other. God it made me sick. I felt as if the more they yelled the more i cried. I had to get out. I learned very early you can get away from almost every problem by escaping for a while. Getting out of bed i pulled on my black converse, white hoodie, and backpack. Which at one point i had filled with all my favorite shoes. That was where i kept them safe. Maybe i could stay at emma's tonight i thought to myself, before i climbed down my window. Since my house was a 2-story house i had to climb onto the tree that was growing on the side of the house and slowly get to the bottem. I remember when i was little i would lay over the top branches and on a bed of leaves. The stars would be my happyness and the moon my friend. The cool november air was comforting and very calming. Being outside i could no longer hear my parents. That made me feel a bit better. But not enough as of to stop my tears. With my hand in my hoodie pockets i walked down my street. Emma lived five blocks from me, which ment i had a good half hour before i got there. Suddenly i felt a cold cloth over my mouth and two arms grab me. I kicked and struggled but it was no good. My head started spinning and then..i hit the floor.


kay so im unbelivably bored and locked in a closet! Thnx to my brother, hope you like the story tho, maybe ilp be out at some point