Reader,

well im finally gonna do it. im finally goon bring myself the courage to get out of here.

Father lost his temper again today and threw a knife at me. my left cheek now has a huge gash across it. it bled for awhile before i put a piece of some old masking tape i found on it. the closest thing to a band aid around here.

i wont have to worry about looking for something to heal my cuts and bruises anymore though. because where im going will be better. much better.

i don't know where exactly i going all i know is im not staying here any longer. i just cant.

thats right no more morning and nights full of pain and torture. always wondering whether i would make it to the next day. if father would keep letting me live.

right now im sitting on the edge of some major highway. ie walked maybe eight miles from the house. hopefully he wont come looking for me here. hopefully a passing car will come soon, and see me stopping to take me away from this terrible place. this nightmare. hopefully ill wake up soon. ridding myself of pain and coming fully into only a dream.

write again soon.

Exie.