Anabelle Marie Randle

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04/15/1965

"Get out of here you stupid worthless slutty whore!" As my mum said that she threw her beer bottle at me. I'm used to all this. So if anyone wants to hurt me like socs I wouldn't make a peep.

I wonder if it will get any better for me.

...Who knows.

Before I continue with what happened let me introduce myself. My names Anabelle Marie Randle. I have a brother named Steve. Last time I saw him was 3 years ago, when I was 12. My mum and dad split up when I was 12 because my mum became alcoholic so my dad got Steve while I stayed with my mum. Ever since then, my mum stayed alcoholic and became abusive. I'm 14 going on 15. I was born on May 27th, 1950. My favorite color is blue, I have an emo cut hairstyle and I don't dress like greasy girls. I just wear jeans and a t-shirt with my hoodie. (A/N picture on top ^) I have light brown almost red hair for now because I dye my hair a lot, I have blue eyes and I usually have my headphones on to ignore my mum. If I can't take my mum's beatings (like right now) I just walk- well more like run- out and walk to the park then back.

Once I got home my mum pushed me to the floor and started punching and kicking me everywhere. From my head to my stomach, ribs and my legs. I just get tired of it but I can't really go anywhere else.

I've thought about running away before and I found an old abandoned church on Jay Mountain in Windrixville so I go there sometimes.

Once she passed out I looked for anything that had to do with Steve or dad.

...

Huh....

I never thought mum would have Steve's number. I dialed Steve's number hoping he'll answer.

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