My life has never been good.
It has always sucked. Or at least I had thought so until everything went ape-shit.
Thinking back a few years before, I could remember when life was nice and beautiful and worth getting up for in the morning.
If three years ago someone had told me that I'd be where I was today, I wouldn't have believed him or her.
If they'd told me I would be drowning under the control of my sick boyfriend, I wouldn't have believed it. Not for one million bucks.
If they'd told me I would end up almost dying more than ten times, I wouldn't have believed it.
But if they would have told me that an angel would be sent down to me from the gates of Heaven I would have smiled and shaken my head.
This is my life:
My name is Bella Swan. I am 18 and have been being abused by my sadistic boyfriend for almost a complete year. I am still attending high school while trying to hide all the bloody bruises I have sprinkled all over my body. But not only am I being physically abused by my boyfriend, he is sexually abusing me.
All I want is to be free. To find someone to love me and protect me.
Will I ever be free? Will I ever find someone? Will I ever find love?
Will I ever see the light?
God only knows.
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-taylorcullenforever