19th Mar, 2010
He was hitting me again. So hard I could feel bruises coming out instantly. Then he put his hands around my neck and started suffocating me. He did it a lot lately.
Anyway, next he picked me up and threw me on the sofa. I tried to get up, tried and failed because when he saw my attempts, he kicked me in the stomach, and that was the end of it. In that moment I fainted.
A few hours later I came to and slowly became aware. I didn’t want to open my eyes because I was frightened. I decided to listen, after a few minutes of hearing nothing my reason signaled it was safe to open my eyes. I slowly got up and looked around. He wasn’t there. Then I noticed a chair. I pulled myself together, gathered all my strength, picked it up and broke down the window with all of my might. By the time he came into the room my legs were carrying me across the street. He ran after me, in his rage not noticing the traffic.
And that’s when that truck hit him. That is the whole story officer. I could not believe I was free at last.