Safe

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IN Safe Stephanie is a little girl who lives through may bad things that work to form her into the person she will be. In book one you meet Stephanie and learn about why she is where she is and what she is doin about it.
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IN Safe Stephanie is a little girl who lives through may bad things that work to form her into the person she will be. In book one you meet Stephanie and learn about why she is where she is and what she is doin about it.

Chapter1 (v.1) - My Life

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Submitted: June 05, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Chapter one my life

“I was born June seventh 1997 to a mother and father who didn’t love me. A few minutes after being born and cleaned by the nurse at the hospital I was brought back to my mom who grabbed me from the nurses’ arms and tried to kill me. When the nurse screamed, my dad killed her.  Afterkilling the nurse  my parents Grabbed me and left the hospital.” I whisper to the guard sitting in my cell next to me.

“How do you know all this?” The guard questioned .

“Once I became five  years old and I could understand things better they began telling me they hated me and always wanted a boy. They told me the story to try to scare me into running away. They left the door open in the midde of the night trying to convince me to leave. That was before the abuse got to bad. I didn’t see it as a way out. I httought my parents had gotten too drun and closed and locked the door and went to bed. F only I had known then that, that was my opertunity o run. I was terrified because I didn’t know what to do but I never left the house so who knows what they would do to me if I was still there.” I state closing my eyes even thinking about what they did to me makes me relive the pain.

“Wow I wonder how they haven’t been caught by now.” The guard whispers looking at the poor darling sitting in the cell in front of her, who she can tell by the tears on her cheek and the scares on her arms and face is innocent as her age and she wonders how she got here the worst place for a little girl to be!!!

“After being on the run and abused for 12 years my parents committed another murder and killed 20 police officers and I was charged with those murders too.” I  squeak looking deep into the guards’ eyes wondering if she will believe me no one ever has. 

I don’t believe it you have been through so much torture . You deserve better than to be here  I think you are truly innocent. I have had this feeling about you since you were brought in here the first day of your sentence but at the time and stilol now theier really isn’t anything I can do. I wish I could walk you out those hard steel bars and through the big door and take you out the gate to freedom.”   The guard spoke  as she walked away from my cell with my  empty tray and leaves me here alone again. 

“Now Let me get you up to where I am now, I am fourteen, I have been suffering here  in prison for two months. I have a really good court appointed lawyer, but with all the fake evidence my parents made no one could have kept me out of this  prison sentence.  While I have been sitting in my cell trying to figure out how I’m going to prove myself innocent and that they abused me, because everything I have tried so far hasn’t worked, they have been at home probably partying because they both got away with some terrible crimes and had me sent to prison. I started trying to prove myself innocent with exploding into tears the minute that I was sentenced and that didn’t work. Later I tried at the screening into this prison but they just took my mug shots and I’m crying my eyes out in all my official mugshots.  

Suddenly the guard comes walking down the empty hallway with a pair of cold hard handcuffs waiting for some lucky girl’s handssuddenly  stopping at the door to  my cell, my cell door is then thrown wide open and my hands are grabbed from my lap. As I am sitting their not moving trying not to even breith as The hand cuffs are put on my wrists and I’m pulled up and walked out of my cell and down the long hallway to the unknown past all the other inmates who are wondering what is happening to me.

Stepping down the longhollway I look at the floor. The other inmates,  my friends, begain to holler “tell us who your visitor is when you come back.”

“I’ll tell you when I get back to the run.” I say  As the guard is walking me down the hall I get this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as to who wants to see me in the visiting room.

When we finally get down the hall to the visiting room, I look in the window and I see my parents. After getting an eye full of my terrible parents tears start flooding my eyes. Heck I haven’t seen them since they brought me here I was finalaly healing from all the psychical abuse but the psychological is still killing me.

 while the guard who is walking me to the visiting room notices my reaction, she tightens the already tight handcuffs on my hands and walks me into the visiting room as I stare at the plain black tile floor in disgust because I can’t look at them at all, because if I do I will scream.


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