Dear Journal,
This is my
first entry ever. You’re going to become my dearest friend.
Well, anyways, my name is Skye. Skye Tia Perrie. I have a younger
sister named Sierra and I had an older sister named Diana.
Diana passed away 4 years ago. She was 14; I was 12 and Sierra was
5. Diana was murdered, but her case was never solved. It went into
the cold case files. I live in Chicago. Diana and I were both
adopted into this family by separate parents. Sierra is my adoptive
parents’ own daughter. I remember that Diana always had a lot
more chores than me; Sierra had none. Once Diana passed, I got all
her chores and Sierra still has none. Sierra is the favorite and
she knows it. I am currently 16 years old and want my license, but
my parents wont allow me to get it. If I don’t complete my
very long list of chores by the time my parents get home from work
then I get beaten. I’m constantly getting put down by my
parents and Sierra. Dianna and I used to be best friends and kept
each other going, well until her murder anyways. I wish she was
still here with me, but she is definitely living a better life in
heaven then when she was here. Sometimes I think I hear her spirit
talking to me. But, it might just be my conscience. I wish I could
leave. I’ve tried running away once before. I was 14. One day
I just ran out of the house spontaneously. My mother, well her name
is Jane and my father is Harold. I call them by first names because
no way in h*ll are they even close to deserving the title of a
parent. Anyways… Jane drove down in the car and found me one
night sleeping on the park bench. She punched me in the mouth,
waking me up. She tightly grasps my arm and throws me into the car.
She drives me home and grasps my arm again. She brought me down
into the basement (That’s where my room is). She locks me
into my room. My room is simply the concrete basement floor with
unpainted dry wall walls and no windows. It’s a prison for
the innocent. I sit in my bed; its Diana’s old broken down
bed. I hear footsteps, hard footsteps. The door unlocks. It’s
Harold barging into my prison cell. I stand up out of bed
nervously. He punches me in the stomach. “How dare you run
away!” He yells as he hits me again. “You could have
made our family look bad; how you dare disgrace this family. We do
so much for you and you repay us with this” He rants.
Ha-ha. Yeah, because this family does so much for me. I
hate my life and hate all of them. I accidently chuckled after he
said that. “Oh, you think this is funny, don’t
you?” I shake my head ‘no’ as fast as possible
and my eyes became big. He throws me to the cement and kicks my
stomach until I throw up all over the cement. “You disgust
me. Now, clean that mess up and go to bed. No supper for you”
It’s not like I get supper usually. Normally, I have to trash
pick or eat the food left over on their plates if they have any. I
cleaned up my throw up that night and went to bed. After these 4
years of complete torture I’ve become so numb that sleeping
is my favorite thing to do. When I sleep I don’t have to
feel. When I’m awake, I’m not living anyways. I’m
a walking sack of bones. I have nothing else; I feel nothing. They
destroyed my heart, my brain, my soul… everything. And I
hate myself for letting them. I will get away… one day. I
always think… once I’m 18 I can leave, but
unfortunately I don’t think I’ll make it for 2 more
years. I need to get away now and I will. Sh*t. I hear
someone coming down to my cell. They cant know I have you, journal
or they’ll destroy you. They’ll kill anything that
makes me happy… just like Diana. They murdered her… I
know it. I’ll tuck you away under my mattress for now until I
find a better hiding spot. I love you, journal. Goodnight for
now.
Sincerely, Skye
Hey everyone! As
you can tell, I'm starting my new story called Escape!!!! I
hope you guys will read it! I'm going to post 1 chapter per day
so dont beg me to write more than that a day! Sorry! This story
will be told throughout a journal in Skye's point of view. I
hope you all will like this and will read it!! Fave if you're
reading and thank you!!
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