Abusive, Brusing, & Scarring.

I, also known as Mckenna, awoke at exact 8:30am on a rainy, glum Saturday morning.
My body ached from the night before. My boyfriend, Noah, was an abuser.. He hit me, starved me, & kicked me everywhere possible.
& I was just too scared to do anything about it. No one knew execpt Noah & I. I was considering telling my favorite and most trusted teacher, Mrs.Moxley, but Noah had once told me that If I told a soul he would hurt me so bad, It'd kill me.
I slid out of my bed, & stood up. As Usual, I whimpered. I was in so much pain by now. The beating has been going on for a few months now. I was forced to wear long pants, & long sleeves, even though it was almost spring. My parents & teachers were probably getting suspicious. I faked a doctors note for gym, to get out of it for the rest of the year.
I was getting worried, If I didnt tell someone quick, I probably didnt have a chance of living. Yeah, He beat me THAT bad.
I flipped my hair into a pony tail, Leaving my bangs down to
hide my bruised eye. I limped down stairs, out the door, & over to my neighbor, Taylor's house. I could trust her. She was 21, She would know what to do.
I knocked on her door about 3 times, and it opened slowly, her face apperred with a smile, but It slowly faded.

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