"get out now!" my mother yells.i run out the screen door and jump down the stair.
running through the green over grown field, i hop over the wooden fence. my brown
hair falling in front of my face as i run my breath is coming out in little gasp now as i
run over the small bridge that goes over death river. going through the maze of trees
within the forest i cant get the picture of my moms red face and my dads hand coming
to hit me out of my head. finally the trees start to get thicker and then im in a little
meadow, that has a small pond with a dock that i built. theres a small i guess you
could call it a shack that i also built. i walk over to the pond and look in. my reflection
shows my heart shaped face with some dirt on it framed with my brown curls. my
blue eyes blood shot and if you follow the tear that came from my eye it followed the
path of long gone tears. im wearing jeans and a pink tang top with my mary janes. i sit
down on the grass near the pond and bring my knees to my chest. looking at my
reflection again i look tiny in this postion at 10 years old im 4'4 and weigh about 65
pounds thanks to my loving parents not! under my right eye i can see that its starting
to swell and i can already feel my arm bruising. suddenly i start to shake and then i
brake down and start to cry. i gasp for air and start coughing from crying so hard. this
meadow is where i feel beauty, where i feel peace, where i know that nothing can hurt
me when im here, when im here i feel safe. But not for long someone's coming