Lindsay Stash Escape As fast as my bruised legs can go, I head for the wooden stairs I won't look over my shoulder, I already know that you're right behind me, Chasing after me. You smack me as if I were your punching bag I fall hard on the wooden steps, trying to escape. Crying, I beg you to stop Hoping that maybe for once you will. I tell you I am sorry and promise to be more gracious. Shrieks of pain leave my mouth and enter your ears Yet I still doubt that you've heard any of them. Gathering up all my strength, I push you away from me And finish running the stairs. I hide in a closet. Shivering with fear, I remain quiet there While you search for me. You call out my name and threaten me For once I will not come out and answer you. I stay hidden until I am sure you are in a drunken sleep. Quietly, I slip underneath the sheets of my bed I am grateful Knowing that today was one of my luckier days.