AGE: 7
"Why did you and your brother have to ruin my life by being born!" my mom says to me as I walked into the living room. I just stood there hoping that if I didn't say anything she may not hit me tonight, but she still slapped me across the face "Answer me, boy!" I still said nothing and just waited for my punishment. "You stupid boy, I guess I'll have your dad teach you a lesson." God please not my father I'm still recovering from the last beating. "Go to your room and wait for him" she said while going to grab a drink from the kitchen. Once I reached my room, I dreamed about what it would be like to have regular home and parents. In my seven years of life all I had is abusive parents, bed mattress, and very little food. My parents Elizabeth and Edward Sr. are both drug addicts and alcoholics which is why I never have any money for food or new clothes because their to busy getting drunk or high. I also thought about my older brother, Tyler. He was nine when dad killed him a couple months ago from the beatings and drugs he was always given and now I'm the new punching bag. I wish I would die from one of the beatings I'm given; then I won't feel pain anymore and could see my brother again. God please get me out of here.
"Eddie!!!" My heart drops to my stomach...Dad is home.
"Edward Anthony Mason! Get your ass in here right now!!" God please help me be able to get through this tonight I prayed silently. Next thing I know is that I'm staring in the face of very anger and drunk man. "You have been a very bad boy, Eddie. Now you have to pay for it." I closed my eyes to prepare myself for this beating. He grabs me by my hair and drags me to my room where he proceeds to hit and kick me all over my body but then all of a sudden he stoped hitting me and just stands over me. "Boy, I got something for you and I think you will enjoy it like that brother of yours did." He then pulls out a syringe that has something in it "W-What is that, Dad" I asked scared of the answer "It's a drug called heroin and it's very addictive. What have I said about you calling me dad!" I flinched as he yelled at me "Sorry, Sir." "Elizabeth, get in here and hold him down!" That's when it all clicked that he is about to drug me and my mom was going to help him.
Mom holds me down and my dad puts the needle into my arm as I beg him not to do this; once the drug enters my system I begin to feel good and there was no more pain maybe I will actually enjoy it.
Hey guys if you made through this chapter and liked it please let me know and I'll continue the story. This is my first story so it may a have problem, but I hope u enjoyed the first chapter.