Looking back at the place I once called home made chills to ran down my spine and i squeezed my hands tightly . It was 3:50am and the world was quiet all I could make out was my heart racing not because I was running away but because I was panicking, I was nervous. I took one last glance at the house infront of me and sighed , some relief and safety filled my thoughts.My name is Raven and I grew up in a household of torture from stepmom cruelty to abusive dad and that's not all from no friends to