Introduction
My everyday life always starts out and ends in the same way. There are never any changes, and I don't think there will ever be. I wake up in the morning and have to deal with my abusive father and hung over mother, then I go to the bus stop to deal with rude kids who make fun of my wardrobe.
Throughout the day, the bullies can change and the insults can differ, but when I get home it's the same as it was this morning. My mother never puts down a bottle and my father never stops raising his hands at my siblings and me.
So I lock myself in my room and I cry, and I cut, and then I think of starving myself; for I don't wish to live another day in this hell. There are four beautiful angels I believe that God sent to me to keep me safe and save me from myself, but I'll never know them in person.
Their voices are angelic and their features gorgeous; their names are Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan, and they together are known as Big Time Rush. Most people like to make fun of me for being eighteen and watching their show or listening to their music, and I admit that I does hurt, but I still love them no matter what happens to me for it.
Today was one of the worst days I've had in a while, but I don't wish to speak of it. All I will say is that something terrible happen, something I wish to never even remember again a day in my life, but regret knowing that I'll never forget it.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow though, I'm just afraid that today's previous events will find a way to ruin it. Tomorrow I'm going to see Big Time Rush in concert, and even though my tickets are just for the lawn, I'm going to have a blast no matter what.
I'm going to wear my dark skinny jeans, my black and white striped, long-sleeved shirt, and my checkerboard Vans; an outfit that covered my body. I had too many scars that I could show off, and I didn't want anyone to say a thing about them.
I lay down in my bed and pull the covers up close to me. Tomorrow, that's all I could think about. The thoughts of seeing them in real life no matter how far away I was were racing through my head, and depriving me of sleep. I spent most of the night staring at the ceiling and listening to the crickets outside.
A/N: Hey everyone! I know it's been a while since I've updated or posted anything, so here you go. This is the short introduction to a new story I'm currently working on titled "Believe In Me" Title based off the song by Demi Lovato. I apologize for the short lengths of the chapters to come. Please enjoy.
