I was standing outside waiting for the bus to take me to school when it all happened. I was putting on my cover up to hide the bruises on my arms and the bite marks on my neck. I was also busy hiding bruises on my face not given by the same person who gave me bruises on my arms and bite marks but by my father. A drunk who comes home everyday from his minimum wage job drunk as a skunk and who is domestically violent to both my mother and myself. My mother isn't sober either she is what many people would call a crack head but instead of it being in a joking or teasing way I mean a serious way.
Now I would like to tell you more about me. My name is Rebecca Diamond Fernes. I am a mix of different cultures so many in fact that we just consider our family as multi-cultural. I am 5'7 and have a nice figure. My skin is always a nice olive color. My natural hair color is a dark chestnut color but I now have it dyed a darker red. I have a brown/ hazel eye which look just brown but are hazel in a light or sunlight. I am 17 years old and I am about ready to graduate from High School in two months.
Everyday when I am done, school I go straight to work. I have three jobs two during the week and one during the weekend. All three are minimum wage jobs and the only reason I have so many is because my dad wastes all the money in his pay check on his booze and my mom wastes one of three of my pay checks on crack. Three minimum wage jobs that I spend 5 hours on each and 8 hours on weekends (I lied about my age so I could work nights and longer hours) pay the rent, the bills, and put food on the table. I get home at 2 in the morning do all my homework which takes an hour then I go to bed I get up at 6:30 in the morning spend half an hour getting ready for school then I leave to catch the bus. Can you imagine how I feel I do all this for my family, I get straight A's on my report card and my parents treat me like fucking shit! I have been told by Penn State University that they are awarding me a full scholarship and agreed to help me find a job, so when I leave for college, I am never going back to this hellhole ever again!
I will not send them money, I will never talk to them ever again, and if they crash and burn, they crash and burn! They have made my life hell on earth and I will never forgive them for it as long as I live!
Now lets get on to why I have bite marks on my neck and bruises on my arms and what will happen to me later on!