Prologue
When I was eight years old, my mom died of cancer. But I didn't only lost my mom that year, I also lost my father to. My father couldn't handle the loss so he started to drink. I was so confused and at the time I didn't understand what was happening.
He lost his job due to his late coming and lack of ability to stay sober. By the time I was eleven years, he started hitting me. It started with a slap here or there but it steadily progressed. I thought I had done something wrong. As the years by, everything got worse. I just want to leave but I've tried but he always finds me. I'm trapped.
There's no escape. I feel so lost.
Chapter one
Claire's p.0.v.