Grapes Rule: Well I sure hope that everyone had a good easter…

Sara: Well I got a bunch of free stuff from people and Mark gave me this cute bunny shirt!

Mark: Oh so you did like it that's good . I love the butter tarts you made.

Sara: Well thanks to you I got a stove to I could make them.

Grapes Rule: Ok enough guys someone do the disclaimer.

Sara and Mark: Grapes Rule does not own Animal Crossing just the personality of the characters and how they look and some items…and Grapes Rule does not own Welcome to my Life the band Simple Plan does.

Grapes Rule: Ok let's get on with the story!

Glencow Chronicles

Sara's Struggles

Sara sighed as she jumped onto her bed. This isn't fare! Why do all of these things have to happen to me! She felt tears start to slide down her face. She winced and was made that she was allowing herself to be weak. She remembered her mom and then she heard footsteps enter the basement. She tried wiping the tears away but her eyes failed to comply to Sara wanting to stop crying. I just have to stop crying I just have to! Why won't it stop? Why can't I hold this in anymore?

"Sara! Are you ok?" Mark's voice said. She heard his footsteps coming closer.

"I'm…" Her throat tightened. "I…" She tried again but just couldn't say the words. He sat beside her on the bed.

"It will be ok…" He pulled her close to him. Sara wanted to back away, but she felt secure for the first time in ages. "What's wrong?"

"I…" Sara wanted to tell him but she had no idea where to start. She was confused and she was so comfortable. "It all happened awhile ago when a fire started…"

FLASHBACK

"NO! MOM COME ON THIS ISN'T FAIR!" The age-old teenager saying. Sara was mad at her mom because her abusive father once again had come and left. Bruises were all over her arms, legs, back, and chest. Sara thought that even one of her ribs was bruised. "Why can't we report him?" Sara said trying to calm herself.

"He would just hurt you worse and do you think you're the only one who's suffered against him? Don't you think about how much more abuse I had to put up with?" Her mother began to cry. Her long dark hair fell into her face. Sara just stared, her face red in anger. "Just don't do anything please." Her mother begged. Sara just glared.

"This is wrong Mom and you know it. We don't have to take this anymore." Sara clenched her fists. "There are people who can help. There are organizations that can help. You just have to accept their help. Mom I don't know how much more of this I can take. He's in and out all the time. Now I can't wear the dress I was going to without people knowing. What about my semi? What about Aunty Gabe's wedding and the dresses she bought us to wear?"

"Sara…I know this is hard on you but you just have to live with it."

"I can't mom. What's next? A fire?" Sara screamed. "I've had it Mom. I am going to do something about it." Little did Sara know that a fire was next.

2 MONTHS LATER

Death. The only thing on Sara's mind. She should have died to. She should have and she knew it. She knew her father thought she was dead. He wanted her dead. In trying to kill her he accidentally killed Sara's mom. Sara knew she had to get away. She couldn't last much longer on the streets. She knew that. No one in her family wanted her. Not even Aunt Gabe. She was only nice to Sara because of her Mother. Now that her mom was gone no one wanted her. They left her to fend for herself in the street. All because of her father.

She awoke screaming. No one heard her. No one would have cared either. She knew that. She sat up and recalled the fire and how she had tried to help her mom. How her mom told her to leave her and let her burn because she deserved it. Sara couldn't believe what her father had done to her mom. She remembered when she was little, screams not from her but from her mom in her room. She remembered the bruises on her mom. She remembered when she came to the age of 8 her own beatings started.

She knew it was useless to go to an orphanage. No one would want her. She was doomed to be a loner. Her father taught her that. She shook her head in anger. This must be how he brainwashed her mom into thinking she was useless and good for nothing.

She walked past a store with a blasting radio when she heard a song.

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life

Sara cried and sobbed. People who passed her on the street thought she was nuts. They didn't care. No one really did. Sara learned that the hard way. She tried to think of happier times when she remembered her being a little girl about 5 and her mother told her a story about a land where animals could talk. That's when Sara knew she had to go there. From that point on she saved all her money. She was going to Glencow one way or another.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Sara…" Mark held her tightly after Sara finished her tale. "I care about you and I won't let anything bad happen to you. Well anything in my control anyways. Look at me Sara." She did so and trembled. "I promise you that I won't hurt you no matter what."

"Can you really promise that Mark? Can you honestly say that?" Sara asked.

"Yes." He said reassuringly. "I can."

Tbc

Grapes Rule: Yep that's that now we know Sara's past.

Sara: It isn't that bad I guess

Mark: How can you say that?

Sara: I'm sure more women have been abused way worse by their boyfriends or husbands, some are even killed which isn't fair either.

Mark: Wow.

Grapes Rule: It's true that's why this year I'm going on a march with our school and raising awareness of abuse in relationships.

Mark: Well good luck with that.

Grapes Rule: Well that's it for this week tune in next time for another story of Glencow