What happens to a girl when her childhood is torn apart? Her parents divorced, nobody to trust, no one to talk to, and constant pain. Then she met him. Is she saved or is it too good to be true?


1. Bye Daddy

   "Hi daddy!" 5 year old Marie said as she was walking into her grandmas house. Marie was always so close to her dad. She loved him and whenever they saw each other they did fun things. Too bad her mom hated her dad. After their divorce her parents hated each other, Marie didn't see her dad as much as she used too. NO MILK!!! "Are you ready to go to Leo's place sweetie?" They had plans to go to Leo's place so he could teach her how to play air hockey for months. 

                 Maries pov. 

   I was 5, In a white truck, he had a paper bag in is lap, he was acting funny, I was scared, but I ignored it. We were about to pull into the parking lot when there they were, the red white and blue flashing lights behind us. I didn't know what was happening. A man in uniform walk up to the window of the car, he told my dad to get out. As my dad stepped out of the car the men in uniform surrounded the truck. He took my dad away from the truck, I looked back his hands were behind his head, they put my dad in there car. Another man in uniform  tapped on the window on my side of the truck. I looked at him and he opened the door and told me to go sit in his car. In his car he asked me if i was hungry, I nodded yes. He gave me a blue can of peanuts, I looked down into the can and stared the roundish peanuts while still trying to think of where they took my daddy. I looked out of the window and saw my grandma's car. She got out of her car as the man opened my door to let me out of the car. My grandma's breath reeked of alcohol. 

   She took me back to my mom's house. She walked me in the door and my mom was sitting on the dirty living room floor. My mom told me to go to bed. I went to bed but I didn't fall asleep. I was afraid of what happened to my daddy, will he be back tomorrow, will he ever be back, was he ok, was he going to be killed? I don't want to loose my dad, yet no 5 year old does. I hope I see him again. I love my mom but she is just always caught up with her boyfriends and always in her room. I finally fell asleep.

   the next morning I woke up. Like every other day I Just sat in the living room and watched t.v. My mom was in her room still asleep as always. I never understood why she was in her room most of the time. She never spent any time with me like my dad did. Maybe I was the problem. After a few hours of sitting alone I heard him. The day I've dreaded the most is finally here. I had to warn my mom, we had to leave, we had to get help.


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