Trying to Stay Alive

The begining

Karla's POV

I was running away. from my parents they didnt need me anymore. i was 17 and put through hell everynight and no one knew and would never know. i ran to the only place i felt safe and that was an abandond building. it had heat and everything so i just stayed there when ever my parents fought or when ever they hit me or just when i knew what was coming that night. tonight my dad hit me across the face and i now had a nice rosey cheek. i was sitting on the floor and i just started crying i couldnt handle my parents anymore and my friends were never around anymore. they all were leaving me to go into different groups. i let out all my feelings including all the stress i've gotten from work. no one was there to stop me from hurting myself. maybe just one time ill hurt myself so bad that i'll die. but right now thats not what i want i want to get away from my parents. i wish i didn't have to live with them anymore. if only my angel came and saved me from this hell.