2010 - 2011
There were no more bruises I could see, but I knew there had to be.
There were more fights, my 14th birthday was spent at home because Dad and Mom didn't want to go out.
I cried. My heart hurt. And I pleaded with God to just take me away.
He didn't, but he gave me strength.
Why are there only a few paragraphs in this chapter? Because this is how this year was. No big event, no help, just....was.
Just crying in the night.