It was just another typical night, Kendra Rowland was lying in her room; her parents drunk and howling at each other. Her family's been falling apart for as long as she could remember and everyday it's the same. Her father comes home to her mother passed out on the couch with an empty bottle of liquor on the floor next to her, they argue when she wakes up and end up screaming at each other until midnight or when the cops show up. Tonight, it was the cops. Kendra rose from her bed and opened her window, hearing the sirens coming down the road she quickly threw on her shoes. She pushed out the screen of her window and crawled onto the sill. She prepared herself to jump as her father started pounding on her door. She jumped out her window as her father busted down her door. The impact was to much and she landed on her ankle wrong, hearing a pop she rolled onto the ground and grasped at her ankle as the pain shot threw her ankle.
"What the hell are you doing you idiot?" Her father hollered out of the window. The cops were pulling up to her driveway, her father slammed his fist on the sill as the started banging on the door demanding to be let in. She quickly rose and ran towards the woods, limping with every step she took. She followed the path she always took to her friends house right on the other side of the woods. She knew it by heart and could easily traverse it in pitch black, but she struggled to make it over the roots and branches on the earth. She tripped over single twig, landing on her bad ankle causing her to wince even more. She fell over a branch and lost her balance, she hit her head on a rock, and the world went black.
(AN: Finally putting up the rewrite to the original after, like a year. SO SORRY)