"Anabelle move over, its fucking freezing out here!" The gruff voice of her father caused her to immediately feel sick to her stomach as 18 year old Anabelle moved her small body over for her large father to take over the space. Her body was sweating from having so many of layers of clothes on, underwear sweatpants, a bra and a long sleeved shirt and thick woolen socks adorned her petitie frame. The heavy blanket that laid atop of her made her sweat even more but she knew she couldnt risk exposing her flesh to her father. The greddy look in his eye would come back and he would want to take her again. To do what he said, but worse. Her cheeks buldged in a mental gag as she rememberd the tasted of what he made her do the last time he did this.
Curling up to the wall her bed was flat against she tried to block the world out, to imagine her father not being in the bed next to her, his hands roaming her body looking for any trace of skin, but as he found none his anger sprang forward. "You whore! What are you trying to do? Strip me of the rights to see your flesh? TO STOP ME?!" His voice grew in volume. "You see if your whore of a mother was around we wouldnt be having this problem now would we? But she left us you see, she left YOU with ME!" With a loud tearing sound Anabelles clothes were torn off her body and tossed to the floor, her cries muffled by her fathers hand against her mouth making her lips swell as she tossed her head frantically side to side.
Hours later as the chainsaw snore escaped her fathers throat, Anabelle silently cried to herself. The burning between her legs was a raw pain that had now turned dull as the blood began to dry on her creamy flesh. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut her fists clentched to her stomach and her body as close to the wall as she could get. Only a few inches sepereated her from her fathers body, a heaven to her at last. As she lay there her mind could only scream "If there is a god, or some being, please help me! Please get me out of here!"
Little did she know, her life was about to get much better.
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The next morning birds chirped, lawn mowers up and down the street buzzed loudly and the muffled sound of her parents arguing down the hall were not the reasons why Anabelle woke up that morning. The fact that the bed was cool where her father laid the night before. Feeling disgusting and relieved at the same time she flung herself out of bed landing on her feet quietly; being in gymnastics sure had its perks sometimes. Grabbing her sheets and blanket she flung them to the floor and happily began to remake her bed. Fresh sheets, a new blanket the soft material under her skin. Everything would be great, it was already starting out that way anyways. As she cleaned up she noticed something gleaming on her dresser. Walking over she gasped as a locket was there on a silver chain. It was pink in color and a circle with her name engraved in silver and a diamond gem in the center. Reaching down she picked it up and looked it over. The latch on the locket wouldnt budge for the moment, which to her didnt matter and she slipped it over her neck and smiled wide. It was probably just another one of those "I'm sorry" presents her father left her like it was his job.
Looking back on the dresser she noticed an envelope addressed to her in her mothers handwriting. Picking it up and walked back to her bed and got in it, relishing the feel of the freshly cleaned sheets and pillow. Fliping the envelope over she noticed how the seal was made of wax, the letters RT sticking out like a sore thumb in the deep red wax. Pulling it apart she slid her fingers into the paper and grabbed a letter what she would read would change her life forever.
"My Darling Daughter Anabelle,
Tonight I witnessed what you have been trying to tell me for years. The brutality of your father towards you. I am so sorry I never believed you. It is my fault that you are his victim since i keep running away from ghim. I am not going to runaway alone anymore.
I have a secret to tell you. At midnight tonight I will visit you in your bedroom, and I will show you this secret. Your father is leaving for a 5 day business trip today. I will see you then.
Love,
Your Mother
What would happen later would be amazing, as she drifted off to sleep once more. Hours later the grandfather clock stuck midnight, twelve long rings as her door silently opened.
Her mother stood by her bed and gently shook her daughter awake. "When you are fully awake whisper to yourself 'I wish with all my heart I can escape to Runaway Town' when you arrive ask the man in the big black jacket to take you to the town hall. He will not take you until a few others have arrived. I will see you there my sweet." Anabelle was jusst grabbing everything and as soon as her mother dissapeared she jumped outof bed and threw on some clothes. Whispering the words to herself a blinding light surrounded her and the sensation of free faliing slid underneath her body when suddenly she landed with a thump on the ground a slightly large man in a black coat stood in front of her.
You must be Hannah's daughter, welcome to Runaway Town, we will be waiting for another person or two and then we will be on our way, take a seat!" His slightly chubby arm pointed to a bench and as Anabelle took her seat she could feel everything inside of her change. Now all she had to do was wait for a few more kids.
Curling up to the wall her bed was flat against she tried to block the world out, to imagine her father not being in the bed next to her, his hands roaming her body looking for any trace of skin, but as he found none his anger sprang forward. "You whore! What are you trying to do? Strip me of the rights to see your flesh? TO STOP ME?!" His voice grew in volume. "You see if your whore of a mother was around we wouldnt be having this problem now would we? But she left us you see, she left YOU with ME!" With a loud tearing sound Anabelles clothes were torn off her body and tossed to the floor, her cries muffled by her fathers hand against her mouth making her lips swell as she tossed her head frantically side to side.
Hours later as the chainsaw snore escaped her fathers throat, Anabelle silently cried to herself. The burning between her legs was a raw pain that had now turned dull as the blood began to dry on her creamy flesh. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut her fists clentched to her stomach and her body as close to the wall as she could get. Only a few inches sepereated her from her fathers body, a heaven to her at last. As she lay there her mind could only scream "If there is a god, or some being, please help me! Please get me out of here!"
Little did she know, her life was about to get much better.
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The next morning birds chirped, lawn mowers up and down the street buzzed loudly and the muffled sound of her parents arguing down the hall were not the reasons why Anabelle woke up that morning. The fact that the bed was cool where her father laid the night before. Feeling disgusting and relieved at the same time she flung herself out of bed landing on her feet quietly; being in gymnastics sure had its perks sometimes. Grabbing her sheets and blanket she flung them to the floor and happily began to remake her bed. Fresh sheets, a new blanket the soft material under her skin. Everything would be great, it was already starting out that way anyways. As she cleaned up she noticed something gleaming on her dresser. Walking over she gasped as a locket was there on a silver chain. It was pink in color and a circle with her name engraved in silver and a diamond gem in the center. Reaching down she picked it up and looked it over. The latch on the locket wouldnt budge for the moment, which to her didnt matter and she slipped it over her neck and smiled wide. It was probably just another one of those "I'm sorry" presents her father left her like it was his job.
Looking back on the dresser she noticed an envelope addressed to her in her mothers handwriting. Picking it up and walked back to her bed and got in it, relishing the feel of the freshly cleaned sheets and pillow. Fliping the envelope over she noticed how the seal was made of wax, the letters RT sticking out like a sore thumb in the deep red wax. Pulling it apart she slid her fingers into the paper and grabbed a letter what she would read would change her life forever.
"My Darling Daughter Anabelle,
Tonight I witnessed what you have been trying to tell me for years. The brutality of your father towards you. I am so sorry I never believed you. It is my fault that you are his victim since i keep running away from ghim. I am not going to runaway alone anymore.
I have a secret to tell you. At midnight tonight I will visit you in your bedroom, and I will show you this secret. Your father is leaving for a 5 day business trip today. I will see you then.
Love,
Your Mother
What would happen later would be amazing, as she drifted off to sleep once more. Hours later the grandfather clock stuck midnight, twelve long rings as her door silently opened.
Her mother stood by her bed and gently shook her daughter awake. "When you are fully awake whisper to yourself 'I wish with all my heart I can escape to Runaway Town' when you arrive ask the man in the big black jacket to take you to the town hall. He will not take you until a few others have arrived. I will see you there my sweet." Anabelle was jusst grabbing everything and as soon as her mother dissapeared she jumped outof bed and threw on some clothes. Whispering the words to herself a blinding light surrounded her and the sensation of free faliing slid underneath her body when suddenly she landed with a thump on the ground a slightly large man in a black coat stood in front of her.
You must be Hannah's daughter, welcome to Runaway Town, we will be waiting for another person or two and then we will be on our way, take a seat!" His slightly chubby arm pointed to a bench and as Anabelle took her seat she could feel everything inside of her change. Now all she had to do was wait for a few more kids.