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As the rain fell on my window i could hear a muffled yelling. It was my parents. I tried to go to my happy place but the yelling was too loud i couldn't concentrate. I heard a slap, it was silent [silence] for a few seconds, then they started up again. As a single tear ran down my cheek i knew i had to get [out] of this place.Morning came, I got ready for school. As i was leaving the house i could feel the tension. I decided that i wasn't coming home tonight and i would make a break for it, and go somewhere new and start fresh. My dad was watching the television. He wouldn't even look at me. I didn't understand. I noticed Mum's lip was cut. I knew what had happened - it always ends like this. As i was leaving [left,] i hugged mum and whispered in her ear, "I'll miss you." Then looked her in the eyes. I think she knew what i was doing, but she didn't say a thing. On my way to school i started to ask myself if they cared if [that] i was gone. I started [trying] to convince myself. "Yeah they will miss me. They have to." I said.