Kelsey was regularly punished and ignored at home. She decides that enough is enough. She leaves home and gets found by an attractive male. She goes on adventures of love and heartbreak, and finds truelove in the end. But,when a tragic car accident puts her into a coma,will she ever be able to see him again?


1. Escape

"Where were you last night?" my mother yelled from the kitchen.

"I was at a friend's house,working on a project that I needed to finish for school," I said,walking to the fridge. This was the first time she has noticed me in weeks. Oh,hi,I'm Kelsey. I think I should introduce myself. I live in a small town in New York, where everybody knows everybody, and even your story. I live with my "parents", as I call them. I practically take care of me and my younger brother.I am always forgotten or beaten. But, I have a plan to escape from the torture. I have practiced this for the past couple of months, going over it with my brother. I toned my mom out while I thought of life away from this place.

"What's this?" she asked, pulling the piece of paper out of my jacket pocket. The piece of paper that had the plan on it. She looked at it, disgusted.

"Mom, give it back," I yelled, grabbing for the top corner. She slapped my hand,  making me pull away. She threw the paper in the trashcan, after she ripped it into tiny pieces. Tears were springing to my eyes. The plan. The plan I had worked on for months.

"So, you were planning to escape, eh?" she asked, grinning down at me. That devilish little grin she always has. I shook my head quickly, lying. She grabbed my wrist, dragging me down the hall. I pulled and tugged to get away, but she had too strong of a grip. She opened up their bedroom door, shoving me in. My father sat at his desk, examining papers for work.

"Robert," she started, walking over to the chair. He turned around quickly, staring right at me.

"What did the devil child do?" he asked, looking up to my mother. She smirked, knowing I would get beaten.

"She was planning to escape. Go away forever with Casey," my mother said, shaking her head in my direction. Casey was my little brother. The only person who knew my life. He was the only person who I would talk to at night, because my friends all ditched me in grade 8. I snappe dout of thought when I felt something hit my leg. It was the dreaded switch. He hit me at least 20 times, leving my legs blood red and burning. Tears started falling down my cheeks, as a hand went across my face several times. Tears were flying in every which direction they could. I heard a knock on the front door, an alert for my parents to leave the room. I quickly ran out of the room, grabbing my bags. I ran to Casey's room, yelling at him to hurry. I heard the front door slam shut, knowing I was about to get caught. Casey was already down to the ground, waiting for the other half of my body to get out of the window.

"Kelsey!" I heard my parents angrily yell throughout the house.I quickly jumped, forgetting about the 2 story window I just jumped out of. I tried to reach for the nearest tree branch, but my hand slipped, and fell.

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