Burning the fire

The night seemed dark only one star shone brightly above me. Camila Blacc is my name and I ran as fast as I could. I could hear small set of paws running behind me. I knew who it was.

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Little did I know that, my plans were going to change abruptly.
Suddenly I hear footsteps behind me, turning around slowly; I thought I would find my father behind me.

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1. Chapter 1

   The night seemed dark only one star shone brightly above me. Camila Blacc is my name and I ran as fast as I could. I could hear small set of paws running behind me. I knew who it was. My 8 month old golden retriever ran after me, Thunder. Hearing his familiar sound of panting made me feel safe, and I slowed down to a walk. I love him, he was the only one who knew all my problems, who accompanied me during the darkest moments of my life like, when my father started screaming and abusing my mother (Jane) or when my mother had her first set of black eyes and purple bruises. The screaming echoed of the walls in our home but they never seemed to reach outside. But I could do nothing; just bury my head in my pillow to keep out the screams. But it didn’t help for I still had the vivid images replaying in my head. The only time I had actually taken action I had gotten myself into more trouble. I had called the police, they had held my dad in prison but mom testified in his favor. He got released shortly after that with more excuses to hurt Jane. My mother had suffered more that day. I was obligated to watch it. When I got my mother alone, I asked her, why she hadn’t testified against him, when she was so close to freedom, her answer had sounded something like this “because I love him you will understand when your older” this had triggered my thought of running away. How could someone love somebody who hurts them everyday? What kind of love was that?  If hurting my mother wasn’t enough I also had to witness my father bringing in different girls everyday.  In my moms bed. What normal human being would do such a thing? Not only had he done that but he also had robed thousand of dollars from someone and tortured multiple people in their house. Dad was in some kind of organization group. That of course was illegal. Maybe if he hadn’t been involved with them he wouldn’t have changed from the caring father he once had been.  Being in a luxurious house and wearing designer clothe wasn’t everything what I wanted. Well I mean every girl would wants that but, I want my family back.  But I guess that’s it nobody can have everything. I want the days when we used to go to parks and take long walks and talk or when we had family diners. Those days seem as if they were centuries ago. Running away, the solution to every single one of my problems. Living in hell for the last 5 month made me react this way. Maybe it wasn’t such a good excuse but it was enough to make my take a hold of my life and plan my life from that day on. Running away was the only thing I could do to protect my sanity. If Jane wasn’t going to take action then I wasn’t going to sit and watch my mom being brutalized for so called love.

  

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