SIERRA
The rage pumped through my bloodstream with every step, the pounding of my heart sounding throughout my head. I ran. That was all that I could do was run. I needed to get away from my mother, from the family that she has affected, from the aftermath of her actions. I shifted and ran as far and long as I could before I landed with a thud, throwing myself to the ground beside a small creek bed.
Truthfully, I wasn’t super close to either of my parents but I always steered closer to my dad. It was clear early on in my childhood that my mother was always a little more agitated than usual when I was around, so I just stayed in my room or played with my friends and stayed a distance away. There were times I’d follow Blake and Dad to training to watch them. I learned little bits here an
