The street fighting soccer star

About me

So as you already know I'm Caitlin and I street fight, play soccer and live with my abusive dad. However as soon as I turn 18 I plan on leaving this house and escaping the torture and torment that is my life. I already have around 20,000 dollars saved up for when I do , I know it isn't much but I have to give the rest to my dad so he doesn't beat me more.The good thing about when my dad hits me is he never aims for the face therefore no one ever notices he usually goes for the stomach or ribs. This was a life lesson because ever since I started street fighting, no matter how much my other body parts ached I never let anyone hit me in the face. This meant no one ever got curious. Not that there was anyone to get curious as I didn't want friends, because I was too afraid my father would hurt them after what he did to mother. Oh and I have light brown hair with blue eyes and a six pack tho I always wear baggy clothes so know own can see it. If they did I would just blame it on soccer anyway because everyone in the school knows how serious I am about it. My mother died when I was 10. That's when my anger issues began, I started to hate everyone and everything around me. This one time we were playing and I got shoved over and it wouldn't of hurt if not from the pain from my side from my dads beatings, anyway I winced in pain and started to cry, then someone mentioned something about my mum and I opened my eyes in anger, that's when I started to repeatedly punch her in the face until four people had to drag me off. I got suspended for two weeks( because I broke her jaw) and in those two weeks was when I found the fighting ring, yes, I started fighting at the age of 10 no big deal. I am now sixteen and can't wait to get out do this house. Anyway enough about that let's get onto the story
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Anyway I hope you like my story so far if anyone is reading it, it's my first story and I'm only 14 so if u don't like it just don't read it 😂❤️👍