I kiss the scars on her skin

"So your cheating on me hoar?" , my boyfriend grabbed me by my hair and slapped a painful hand across my face.

" No I swear! I didn't" I cried in pain.

my name is Zeze, Zeze walker .and this was my everyday life. I was abused and beaten by boyfriend.

"you son of a bitch! Who was it this time?" He yelled

"I wasn't cheating I was visiting my cousin.God help!!"

"Your lying to me bitch!"
Then it started, the real beating.he punched me in my gut, kicked me in the ribs, banged my head against the wall and floor, and he left me there as always, unconscious.


this had to end! But I was scared to leave, where would I go , where would I go, whom could I trust.
with the last of my strength I made sure my boyfriend wasn't around and I crawled to my room packed my things. As i got to my vanity, i saw the tool that id been avoiding for years, my razor. the cravings i had for it were back, so i grabbed it and packed it as well. As I made it out the door I decided to run, to run and never look back.

I ran to the subway station , as I boarded the subway, I noticed how horrible I looked, I look miserable.
my nose was swollen, my ribs were bruised badly(they may be broken I thought), my eye was black.

no wonder people were staring at me like I was a zombie, I look like one!

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