Even though it was in the middle of summer tonight was a cold and stormy night. Her mother was having to work late tonight and her step-father just walked in the door with her half sisters. She knew she had to hide. If he found her it would be another long terrible night. She couldn't take another long, crazy, painful, horrible night. She has had enough pain. She shouldn't have to endure this anymore. She should be allowed to leave and move on from this. She needs to live her own life for herself. She needs and wants to be free. She was going to find a way out one way or another. It's time for her freedom even if she has to take it by force. I am her, and she is me. My name is Violet, and this is the story of how I became the most known and feared teenager of all time in our little town. The pain and suffering my step-father caused me started when I was only Eight years old. I decided I will no longer be a prisoner. And I will not ask forgiveness for what I have done. I wasn’t feel
Within seconds I was completely drenched from head to toe. I had bruises all over my body and my mouth was still bleeding, it's pouring down rain and I have no where to go, I took off running knowing I had no time to rest. It wasn't possible for me to go to any of my friends houses, most of them had no idea what was going on, I couldn’t call anyone as I didn’t have my phone. Plus most of their parents were acquainted ennough with Steven they would just call him and let them know I was there. It would be reported as yet another run away scheme and not what it really was an escape from the prison they call home. Suddenly I remembered what Zoey and her twin brother Jaylor had told me, they have a treehouse with a bed in it where their father use to take them camping, to go to the treehouse if I was ever in trouble. Jaylor was the only one that knew the whole truth about what Steven had done. Zoey just knew part of it, I couldn’t bare telling her the whole truth she was my best friend and
With that question I looked up and glared at him. Thinking to myself can he not see that I am busy plotting my own schemes here? Does he not think about that now that I have a power I’m not just gonna sit back anymore? Before I could babble more in my head he took his phone out and called Zoey. Angrily I asked, “Why did you call your sister? I don’t want her involved in this.” He sat there looking at my guiltily not knowing what to say. Just as I was about to scold him more Zoey walked in. Of course as soon as she saw what state I was in she panicked. She only glanced at my body for a quick second before she ran to me. In a panicked state she stated, “Violet we must take you to the hospital right away. What happened to you? Did Steven go too far again and hit you?” I responded, “Zoey, it's always been more than just hitting and I can not go to the hospital. There is nothing anyone will do about it.” Looking exhausted I did not explain further, for I couldn't explain the secretes of my
Just as I was getting worried I got a message from Zoey checking on me. She even sent one to Jaylor when I didn’t respond right away. I had always been close to Zoey. She was the sister I always wanted before my little sisters were born. I would have been lost without her. I couldn’t bear the thought of her being super mad at me and not talking to me. I was so relieved when I got her message. It was now Friday which meant family night and I would be left all alone in the treehouse. Jaylor had finished getting ready and was leaving to go to dinner. Before he left he promised he would come straight back after family night. I was too tired and stressed to fix myself anything to eat. I was getting ready to read a book to pass time until he got back. When I decided I might as well just get ready for bed first. I was reading when Zoey and Jaylor walked in. I jumped up and gave Zoey a big hug as I was happy to see her. Somehow she got her mom to let her spend the night in the treehouse. Being
Before I could even think about taking the Police Chief out I needed to train harder. My power was strong but I couldn’t always control it.No matter what I did I always Glowed an Amber color. The time has finally come. I will get my revenge on them all of them. My fireballs needed to be perfected as well as my aim. My fireballs are that of a warm campfire without the wood. There's a happy warm feeling when I use them. I get lost in that pretend safety feeling. I must get over that if I am to perfect them. My igniting things needed to be more proficient. I needed to learn how to be stealthy. If I was going to do this I had to do this right. I had to be able to control my breathing and my anger. I know my anger will get the best of me if I can't learn to control it. I can't afford to fail. Failure is not an option. I want to be free from all of this. I will not be a sex slave anymore. I had to be quiet. I had to be invisible. I knew this was going to take a lot of work. So I had to get s
Now it was time to train harder. The first one was a little rocky so we can’t have that next time. That just doesn't work. I trained super hard for a couple days and rested for one before deciding it was time to follow the next target. I could no longer count them as a person all I could call them was a target detaching myself from them all together. I spent a couple of weeks following the next target because I decided to get more of them than one person at once this time. Four cars equals eight people and I wanted them all at once. These eight will fall together. They will all fall at once. There will be no one left standing when I'm done. Next on my list were the deputies; they were all partnered together so this would be fast; they always ate lunch at the local dinner. I waited for them to get out of the dinner once all the cars where on the road I ran out in front of them to make them stop. They crashed into one another and that wasn’t enough for me. I threw fireballs at
This next one would be hard for me. The risk of getting caught was a lot higher. But MRS. JOHNSON had to be next. I had to train even harder to blend in so I would not be seen. My blending in training was going to be extensive. I needed to be pretty much invisible and quick or I would never pull this off. This target was going to be more challenging as it was inside instead of outdoors and the public space only made it worse. At least having first hand knowledge of where all the cameras are helps. After all I had only been going there my whole life it seems. There was only one school in this dinky town. Really who names a town Little Dude anyhow? So we are the Little Dude Of Texas like why? I mean our team was the Little Dude Ranchers. Someone had a sense of humor. I knew I was going back to school for my teacher who was wrapped around Steven’s fat finger. She would pay for letting him use her classroom to molest me. I got to the school and for a moment I hesitated going into t
The plans for the ugly step loser and my horrific mother had to be 100% absolutely perfect. I had to train myself emotionally for this. I knew they were going to try and turn my sisters against me. I would have to spend months going to my sisters and making sure they are okay and getting more information about what my crazy parents are up to. I have been on my own so long now that it seems natural. If I go through with this who will take care of Anna and Kaylee. I had to find someone to care for them before I could move on. Our Grandmother mysteriously died trying to get custody of me from my parents. That left no one else. I must find a suitable person too care for the girls. As I still have been going out at night taking out anyone else that thinks it’s okay to force themselves on anyone. I must go into town I have nothing left. As I walk through town everyone cowards and hides. In fact the only person not scared of me is Steven. Zoey saw me and at first she was coming to me until sh