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Escape is the sad and haunting story of an abused child who dreams of getting away.


My stepfather always hated me. When my mother married him and he moved into our house, my life became a living hell. He found fault with every little thing I did and was constantly shouting at me and calling me names. In his eyes, I could never do anything right.

Pretty soon, all of the chaos at home began to affect my schoolwork. I found it impossible to study and my grades started slipping. At the dinner table, I was so nervous that I hardly ate a thing. I gradually withdrew into myself and stopped hanging around with my friends.

Things began to grow worse and worse. I became my stepfather’s punching bag. He started beating me at the slightest excuse. He was a strong man and I was too small to fight him off. Each punch and kick he delivered hurt me emotionally as well as physically. It wasn’t long before I was diagnosed with depression and the doctors put me on medication.

Through all this, my mother stood by and refused to intervene. She chose her new husband over me. That hurt me more than anything else. I gave up hope and prayed for the day when I could escape.

One day, I couldn’t take it anymore and ran away from home. I made it as far as the city, when the police found me and brought me home. When they took me back to my house, my stepfather was standing at the door waiting for me. His face was twisted in anger and rage.

As soon as the police left, he turned to me and said, “Did you think you could escape?”

That night, he beat me twice as bad as before. I cried myself to sleep. After that, the violence escalated. Every evening when he came home from work, I tried to avoid him, but it was no use. He began inventing excuses to beat me. I never understood how anyone could be so mean and cruel. It seemed like it was all a big game to him. Each time he hit me, I could see how much he was enjoying it. My body was covered in bruises and it hurt to breathe.

Eventually, he went too far. One evening, he beat me so badly that I couldn’t move. I just lay on the floor of my bedroom, staring at the ceiling. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was bleeding internally. My mother begged him to bring me to hospital, but he just ingored her. He said I was faking it. During the night, I lay on the floor of my bedroom, moaning in pain and slowly slipping into unconsciousness. The next morning, my mother came in to check on me, but by then, I was already dead.

Time passed…

I don’t know how much time passed…

Suddenly, I saw a bright light.

I heard a voice announce, “It’s a healthy baby boy!”

I started crying loudly.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I opened my eyes.

A man and a woman were staring at me.

They were smiling from ear to ear.

The man leaned down and touched my cheek.

In a gentle voice, he said, “Did you think you could escape?”


  • And why didn’t he tell the police when they found him. Why didn’t he tell them he was getting abused

  • Not Again!!!!
    I wish his father stops following him…..
    Anyways the boy is very lucky to be born as a human in his next life…i have heard we can live a human life for only one time. Although i don’t believe in these stuffs.

  • This is how you know that you don’t deserve to have children. Damn, they’re some bad parents.

  • Really sweet story, but what kind of dad would say those first words to their son… Idk if that’s supposed to be sweet, like if they had had a miscarriage before and he believed that this was his son that had been miscarried/aborted/stillborn and the boy almost hadn’t been born? I really don’t know

  • Very good story, describing reincarnation in a completely different way. I am missing something, i refuse to believe the mother was not hurt too.

    – If escape is impossible, consider removing the problem.

  • So is his ghost telling the story?
    what kind of F*CKING B*TCH of a mother do that? and how did the police not go to social services? they did when i ran away.

  • I wonder if the stepdad was a demon or something..? I mean, no human (mentally) could do something sooo inhuman,right? And how much did he hate that poor child to the point of inflicting him( assuming he was a boy) pain even when he was reborn. I reaaallllyyy want to beat the s### out of that stepdad. -_-

  • My God that poor boy, I felt so sorry for him and to die and be reborn to that evil man fate is so cruel ; ;

  • If I was at boys place…
    At midnight.. Exactly 3:30 am!

  • Honestly, did nobody notice his strange behavior at school, or all the bruises, or did the doctors even ask him why he had depression? I guess it was just a story, but I’m sorta a perfectionist.

  • If he was my husband I’d be screaming at him ti stop. Tears rolling but still I would walk in front of my son and take the blows. Damn the mom! She’s such a b****h for not protecting her son! Why didn’t she call the police?Why did she EVEN marry him? For “love”…

  • Ok, I really don’t know wat that poor kid deserved to be treated like that. And get reincarnated into the same kid. No offense, but wat’s that whole business about God having mercy?!
    Honestly, if it were my dad I would just whack him on the head.

  • Ok, I really don’t know wat that poor kid deserved to be treated like that. And get reincarnated into the same kid. No offense, but wat’s that whole business about God having mercy?!

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