Accused &
Abused
(Based on a true
story)
Chapter 3
I woke up the next morning groggy and
weak, lying in the bathtub. The bathtub
was covered in a dark red splotches. I
was bleeding? I instinctively pulled up
my shirt, and looked in the mirror. A
massive purple lump placed above my
chest. Sh*t, I thought, as I touched the
lump.
"Ahh!" I screamed. The pain
surged through my cut and bruise, and
transferred to the counter, which I hit,
hoping the pain would go away. I dropped
my shirt back down on my scrawny pale
body and bent down to look under the
crack of the door. I didn't see
anyone's shadow. I slowly walked out.
I peered around the corner, and into my
what looked like my Dad's
empty office.
The stairs creeked as I tumbled down
them, like a dinasaur chasing prey. I
hopped off the last step, and walked into
the kitchen. I noticed a slip of paper
attatched to the fridge door. It was a
note. It read:
Dear Noah,
here is a list of things we would like
you to do before we come home.
Wash the dishes, clean your room, scrub
the bathrooms, and vacuum.
Love, Mom
Great, I thought, some time alone. I
looked around the kitchen for something
decent to eat, when something caught my
eye. I spun back around and picked it up.
My Dad's wallet. I opened it up.
429 dollars
I ran upstairs, and checked my wallet.
257 dollars
686 dollars, that was enough to last me
months alone, I thought, as I shoved my
Dad's money in my pocket, just as I
heard the front door slam.
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THROW THE WALLET OUT THE WINDOW, NOAH.
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