Raped and Murdered
My sister and I are twins. Our names are Marie and Cheri. Yeah they rhyme, but that’s not the point.
We ran away when we were thirteen, because our father would beat us and rape us about every other day. It was horrible. We got really tired of it so we left. We lived on the streets by ourselves and barely had enough money for food or water. But we handled it.
I lost my sister. I was living on my own which was hard. Meanwhile she lost her virginity by being a prostitute. It was terrible. It was the only way for her to get money at the time. While she was doing that I started to do drugs and drink.
Later on I figured out that my sister had AIDS and was pregnant therefore a baby had AIDS too. When she was two years old she died.
Now my sister and I are living together in an apartment and have cleaned up our lives. My sister and I are now 19 and we have been clean for 6 months. We haven’t seen our dad since then which is okay, I guess, but I’m glad he can't hurt us anymore because we have the police trying to find him .
I don’t suggest anyone running away because it will ruin your life and your education.