Pain.
That's all I feel.
That's all I've ever felt.
Did I want to feel pain? Hell no. I wanted to find true love, have kids, and live doing want I put my heart and soul into. That was my dream as a 5 year old. Before Mom left to get away from Dad. Before Dad beat me for everything. Before I was rudely awakened into reality. But, alas, this story begins long before this. So, let's there, after you learn who I am.
My name is Halise, but everyone calls me Hally. Ally with an h sound in the beginning. I am 17 years old and live in New York City with my father, who is a teacher here. My mother left us when I was 5, but tried to take me as well. My father beat her almost every night, until she left us. That's when he started beating me. But I will leave him, and live with the one person who loves me. My mother, Donna Pinciotti.
