I was huffing and panting as I ran down the street. My ragged breathing turned into puffs of smoke in front of my face, obstructing my view slightly. The moonlight was shining down on me making everything clear. My tears fell off with a small glare, and my wounds were glistening with the fresh blood oozing out. My feet were getting pierced by the rocky street, which I ran down. My white dress was dirtied, ripped on and teared and it was stained slightly with my own blood. I was being chased. I never felt so trapped before. I was being chased by my own father.

"Sakura Haruno! Get back here this instant!" His deep and slurred voice rung out at me with deep vibrations of anger. A small whimper escaped my throat as I paced my speed. I had no idea where I was going. My little legs were about to give out, but...If I stopped he would kill me. "Sakura!" I turned a corner and saw an open dumpster. I turned back slightly to see my once-beloved father holding his pocket knife. I shrieked quietly and had no choice but to hide in the dumpster. "Blossom! Daddy just wants to see you, sweetie!" My whole body shuddered at my old, forgotten nickname.

There was a time when my father loved me and never. Never. Attempted to hurt me. He nicknamed me blossom due to my pink hair and my name. Oh how I adored that name, every time he called me that I giggled and smiled until he smiled back with equal happiness. All this stopped when mother died. I...I never knew what happened. All I remember is that father blamed it on me. The day I found out at school, I was driven home to my sobbing and broken father. I walked towards him ,unknowing to his next action. He slapped me and I was too surprised to ask...'why?' I lied on the floor looking at him as he looked down with the most angered expression I've ever seen. He started yelling "This is because of you!", "You were a mistake waiting to happen!", "I can't even call you my daughter!"

As I hid in the horrid-smelling dumpster, I felt as if my tears wouldn't stop. They kept sprinkling down my bruised face, they never stopped. I was choking on my suppressed sobs and whimpers. I couldn't make a noise, he would hear it and he would find me. I covered my mouth and bit onto my lip painfully.

"...Sakura? Baby, you there? Daddy wont hurt you..." His voice lingered through out the ally. Did I really run all the way down here? As far as I remembered I lived in a normal neighborhood my whole life, and I've never seen a dumpster in sight or such an ally like this. "...Saaaakura?" I shuddered once again. I just wanted...die. My mind and body couldn't handle him anymore. I survived with him for six years. Six years since mother's death. I was twelve years old now.

"Blossom. Please come out, we were just playing tag! You know...Like with your mother...The good ol' times!" My tear-stained eyes were shut as I tried to think of good times, and to forget about what was occurring and what was about to occur.

I remembered me and mother playing dressup...Having a tea party with her and my stuffed dolls and I served them with imaginary tea...I remembered mother. I didn't have any friends to think of. No one ever tried to befriend me or they just didn't like me. I lost them all when I moved schools. Its been six years since I seen them. They probably have forgotten about me, Sakura Haruno.

My thoughts were broken when I felt an intense and threatening presence behind me. I slowly turned around and met matching emerald orbs staring at me from above. "...Found you blossom." My mouth fell and I shrieked loudly and shrilly, hoping a saviour would come and take me away from this...demon. I kept screaming and screaming, until my throat grew tight and my shrieks turned hoarse. He snatched both arms forcefully. "What have I told you about running away, Blossom?!"

I had to defend myself somehow. Out of my own will I scratched him with my short nails. It worked. He let go as he cupped his abused cheek. I froze in fear as he glared at me. "You...You little wretch!" I screamed once again and stood up out of dumpster. As I made to the edge, I positioned myself to run. Run far from him. I threw my left leg over, but my eyes widened when my right leg was held back. I screamed once again when I heard a small snap in my lower area. He was gripping onto my leg as I dangled over the green waste bin. My tears were slowly making a puddle beneath me as I sobbed. He caught me.

"You...You are going to pay for this, you little bitch!" He pulled me and myself out of the dumpster. He threw me to the pavement and towered over me dangerously. It was my chance to run, so I pushed myself up with my small hands. My hopes were destroyed when my right leg snapped once again when I added pressure to it. I shrieked out in pain and fell back to the stoney pavement, helplessly. I looked up at him and saw him lowering himself down with a knife also following in suit.

"...P-Please father..." As I pleaded he chuckled sinisterly. He fisted my hair together and pulled me up so that my face and his were looking directly at each other. "P-P-Please." I pleaded once again, but it once again failed. Like always.

He brought the knife over his head. He was positioned to stab me. "It's just a punishment, Blossom. Calm the fuck down." The whole world stopped when I felt harsh and piercing pain in my chest. He stabbed me. The pain was increasing in waves as I felt blood pudding in my mouth. This was it. I was done for. He positioned the knife behind him like before and was ready to repeat his earlier action.

Boom.

It was all over, as blackness covered my sight and my whole world.

Man...I was seriously tearing up while writing this...Please excuse this dark story :(

****BUT!! Theres a chapter 2 upcoming! Just wait and see what happens!****

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