So Hello all! I know I haven't been on for a while, but now I am back and better than ever. Here is my new story and I hope you like it. Oh and I do not own any of the characters in this story. Now I present you the story "Hysteria".
Prologue
I was reading a book until I heard a big smash. "Tori, Tori dónde estás, salir aquí ahora! " My dad screamed. (Tori Tori, where are you, get out here now). Great, my dad is drunk…again. "Coming Dad" I yelled. I walked out slowly, because when my dad is drunk things go really bad. "Yes Dad?" I asked. "What is this I told you to clean up the house before I get back" he slurred. "Dad, I-". But before I could finish my dad slapped me. "You're a slut just like your mother" he screamed. "I'm sorry Dad, I really did clean up, I'm sorry" I cried. He slapped me again and again and again. "DADDDY PLEASE STOP" I yelled. "NOOOO YOU CANT BOSS ME AROUND YOU SLUT" he yelled. He grabbed me by the neck and started choking me. "ST-OO-P PLEASE" I tried to breathe out. I started seeing black spots." This is it, I am going to die, and most importantly I'm gonna let mom down" I thought. "No, I can't let Mom down" I thought. I did the only thing I could think of. I kicked him in the place where the sun doesn't shine. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH SHARTTTTTTT"he screamed. I got off the ground with all my might and ran to my room and locked the door. I went under my bed and pulled out a duffel bag. If you're wondering why I keep a duffel bag under my bed, it's only because I planned on running away before. I went to my dresser and pulled out the little clothes I have and stuffed it in the bag quick. "Tori, unlock this door now dammit" my dad yelled and banged on the door. He kept banging on it and trying to knock down the door. I gotta hurry. I packed all of the pictures of my mom and I. I have everything, now I am good to go. My dad kept banging on the door, the door started to break open. I was about to climb out the window until I realized I left my bear Mr. Pepe. My mom gave it to me when I was younger. I know your wondering why do I still have it, well it`s the only thing I have left of her. I quickly grabbed him and put him in my bag. I climbed out the window and jumped onto the lower level. I heard something break on top of me. I guess my Dad broke the door. I heard him yelling for me. I jumped off the window ledge and onto the ground. It wasn't a long fall , I live on the second floor of the building. I grabbed my bag and ran. I vowed to myself to never look or come back to that hellhole.
OK GUYS, THAT WAS MY PRLOGUE OF MY NEW STORY, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, AND PLEASE REVIEW IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. Also I will be posting as much as I can, and it's a bori story! ~PeacanaRose448~
