He drove away

I had a good four years of a happy life with a happy mum and dad.

It was all a girl could wish for, but when I hit my fourth birthday my world started to crumble around me. I used to hide away and read stories, pretending I was safe and trying to ignore the upset going on just a staircase away. Then one night my dad said he was going.

Me and my older sister were confused. He walked out of the door and it felt like my life had been demolished before my eyes. My sister ran after him but my mum held onto my wrist tight. Dad told her to let go. My mum refused and my sister ran back. My dad got in his car and drove away...

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