Chapter 5
My head was spinning, and I was so lost. I didn't know what to do, so I just ran. Ran as fast as I could. I could hear the students behind me question what I was doing. Teachers and friends were shouting my name, calling me, but I didn't look back once.
My tears were streaked across my face as I was running so fast. I had a stitch and my heart was racing but I didn't slow down, I couldn't. I kept on going until I was unrecognisably far away.
I slowed down until I was so out of breath that I collapsed on the floor beside a road I'd never seen before. My legs ached badly, and my chest hurt. There were still some stains of blood on my jumper, now pale and brown. What was I doing? This was so unlike me. I was never one to cause a scene, I never ran away from my problems. I wasn't able to, people depended on me too much.
After Mum died I'd promised myself that I'd stay strong no matter what, I'd keep fighting. I thought that that way things could only get better, but I was wrong. It didn't get better at all. Dad let himself go, and Jenny came in every night high and drunk. She was my sister, my big sister that looked after me and cuddled me when I was sad, where did she go?
I couldn't bare to remind myself of what that evil man did to me, yet I couldn't stop thinking about it. How he touched me and hurt me. Shivers went down my spine as every last detail entered my memory.
I'd recaught my breath, so I slowly walked for a while until I'd arrived at a small shop. As I walked in, a women gave me a funny look, then I remembered that I was covered in blood and I was still crying.
I walked to the alcohol section. I picked up a bottle of vodka and opened it quickly. I glugged down as much as I could, then drank more and more until it was empty. I felt dizzy but I picked up another and glugged down half a bottle, before a worker confronted me. I fell to the ground and giggled. He stood me up, but my legs were weak. I collapsed again, and fell into unconciousness.
My head was spinning, and I was so lost. I didn't know what to do, so I just ran. Ran as fast as I could. I could hear the students behind me question what I was doing. Teachers and friends were shouting my name, calling me, but I didn't look back once.
My tears were streaked across my face as I was running so fast. I had a stitch and my heart was racing but I didn't slow down, I couldn't. I kept on going until I was unrecognisably far away.
I slowed down until I was so out of breath that I collapsed on the floor beside a road I'd never seen before. My legs ached badly, and my chest hurt. There were still some stains of blood on my jumper, now pale and brown. What was I doing? This was so unlike me. I was never one to cause a scene, I never ran away from my problems. I wasn't able to, people depended on me too much.
After Mum died I'd promised myself that I'd stay strong no matter what, I'd keep fighting. I thought that that way things could only get better, but I was wrong. It didn't get better at all. Dad let himself go, and Jenny came in every night high and drunk. She was my sister, my big sister that looked after me and cuddled me when I was sad, where did she go?
I couldn't bare to remind myself of what that evil man did to me, yet I couldn't stop thinking about it. How he touched me and hurt me. Shivers went down my spine as every last detail entered my memory.
I'd recaught my breath, so I slowly walked for a while until I'd arrived at a small shop. As I walked in, a women gave me a funny look, then I remembered that I was covered in blood and I was still crying.
I walked to the alcohol section. I picked up a bottle of vodka and opened it quickly. I glugged down as much as I could, then drank more and more until it was empty. I felt dizzy but I picked up another and glugged down half a bottle, before a worker confronted me. I fell to the ground and giggled. He stood me up, but my legs were weak. I collapsed again, and fell into unconciousness.
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