Monday morning Cassidy got herself up for school before the sun and even came up. She wanted to take her time getting ready and walking to school so she could have some time to herself. When she walked passed the living room on her way into the kitchen for breakfast she saw her father still passed out in his chair with the TV on some infomercial for a set of knives. She decided to leave the TV running in hopes that it would keep her father sleeping longer.
After her bowl of cereal and a quick freezing cold shower, (her father would have her throat if she used up any of the hot water before he got a shower) She hurried herself out of the house for the 20 minute walk to school. Most kids who lived around her were driven because you had to walk through a pretty bad part of the town but she didn’t even bother asking her dad to drive her.
She took a different rout than she usually does and walked by an apartment complex with some very older boys outside playing basket ball and didn’t stop as they all directed whistles and some crude words her way. She didn’t want to but for some reason she looked back over her shoulder and noticed one of them looking back at her not joining in on his friends so called fun. It wasn’t hard to tell she was younger than him but for some reason he just kept staring at her. She decided not to think much of it and just kept walking.
When Cassidy got to school her three best friends met up with her. When she turned around to look at them Tiffany just about lost it.
“That good for nothing father of yours beat the shit out of you again?” she asked.
Cassidy didn’t even have to answer they all knew it was true.
“I swear Cassidy just let me at him and I’ll teach him never to touch you again.” Robby said punching his fist into his hand.
“No guys I don’t want to make it worse and I really don’t want to see him hurt any of you.” Cassidy said trying not to cry.
She had never had very many friends and she didn’t want anything to happen to the only ones she had to begin with.
They went about their day as usual, classes and then lunch and then classes again. Most of the day Cassidy tried to hid her face with her hair but it was no use most of the kids saw it anyway and all whispered about her behind her back. A few of the teachers were whispering too. They were all used to her excuses about what had happened to her in the past so no one bothered to ask her again what had happened. To be honest Cassidy didn’t really know what she would say. She had used up just about every story she could have over the years. All she knew was she wanted this day to be over with.
She had made it through the day just fine until her 6th hour class, English. She was working hard on a story she was writing and never even paid attention when the PA system chimed into the room asking to see her in the guidance counselor’s office. She never would have known if it wasn’t for the fact that she could feel all eyes in the room staring at her. She walked down the very quiet and deserted hallway.
When she got to the counselor’s office she knocked on the door.
“Come in Cassidy.” A muffled female voice said from behind the door.
She walked in and looked around the very nicely decorated office. No doubt Mrs. Laing had some style. She was a younger woman, probably in her late 20’s. She had dark hair like Cassidy’s that she had pulled back into a bun of some sort. She had a much darker complexion than Cassidy did but they looked to have the same deep blue eyes. She could tell she liked Mrs. Laing.
“Take a seat Cassidy; I would like to talk to you if that’s ok?” Mrs. Laing asked.
Cassidy nodded and sat down in the chair next to Mrs. Laing’s desk.
“Cassidy could you maybe tell me where all of those cuts and bruises on your face came from?” She asked.
Cassidy tried to think of something good to say but she just couldn’t think of anything to use as an excuse for her fathers abuse.
“Cassidy I know this isn’t the first time something like this has happened and I want you to know what your father does to you is wrong and against the law. I cannot ignore the fact that he is beating you like this. One day it could all go very wrong and who knows what he could do you to. Do you understand what I’m saying?” Mrs. Laing asked.
Cassidy still couldn’t say anything she just looked down at her hands and picked at something on her jeans.
“Cassidy I have sent some police men over to your house to speak to your father, after they are done there they will be coming here to speak to you. I will not allow you to return to that house to get beat again.” Mrs. Laing said.
Something in Cassidy’s head snapped because as soon as she hear the word police she was furious.
“How dare you do that?” She demanded. “Do you have any idea what he will do to me when I
DO get home? You have no clue, no clue at all.” Cassidy screamed.
She got up from the chair and darted out of the office. She didn’t stop once she was out of the school doors nor did she stop for some time. She didn’t care what they did to her father but she was not about to go back there now. She kept running and running and running and only stopped once she couldn’t run anymore.
I would really like some more feedback everyone, please?? 
