Hi my name is Bella, and I'm 16 years old. The story I'm about to tell you is about my life before I came to the lord, it's not a happy story, but a painful one. A story that I must share, so you can know how Jesus Christ saved me, and made me whole again. My childhood was never truly happy I'm afraid to say. My mom was a single mother, always struggling to put food on the table and a roof over our heads. It was just us three in the beginning, my mother, Brother Jacob, and I; I thought it was all we needed. I remember that Jacob and I would go outside and play with anything we could find on the streets. Of course my mother had a job but it was only enough for the necessities.

When I was 10 my mother started to date her boss Phil, and life started getting a little better. With Phil's help we could afford toys, candy, designer clothes, and extra little things here and there. After a year of dating my mother, Jacob, and I moved in with Phil. That's when Jacob and I started getting this weird feeling, about Phil. You see we knew Phil had a daughter around my age, but she never called, or came to visit. I found it weird that she didn't came to visit, and that there were no pictures of her around the house. But I just shrugged it off, like it was nothing.

A year later my mother married Phil, even though Jacob and I told her not to, we still didn't trusted him. He would always try to win us over by sending us to the best schools the city had to offer or buying us anything our little hearts' desire. Still Jacob and I hated him, we would try to stay away from him as much as we could, and we would sell the things he got us on eBay. Something deep down inside us told us to save that money, to hide it were no one could find it. About a month later on a Friday night, my mom told me that she wasn't feeling well. That she was heading to bed early, and I said alright call me if you need anything. After finishing our homework Jacob and I got ready for bed.

I remember this night so clearly, because it was the first night Phil climb into my bed. He told me to stay quiet and that the things he was about to do was our little secrete. I wanted to scream so badly for help, but I couldn't it was like he stole my voice. I just closed my eyes tightly, hoping it all would be over soon luckily that night he only touched me. (Did I forget to mention that Phil was a police officer? Well I'm mentioning it now.) The next day I woke up to find Phil gone, and I quickly got up, and ran to my mother's room, and I slowly open the door to make sure he was gone. Once I knew he was at work I ran to my mother's bed, and climbed into bed with my mom.

I softly shook her awake, and told her everything. Trying my best to hold back the tears, so she could understand me, and I will never forget what she said to me. She said to me "Oh Bella you honestly woke me up for this? He is a police officer for goodness sake; he stops people who do that. You're just jealous that I don't have more time for you, now that he's around." It felt like a bullet went through my heart when she said that. I just looked up at her, with wide eyes full of unshed tears. I jumped off her bed and ran to my room, bursting into tears as soon as I closed the door. I spent the rest of the weekend locked in my room only coming out to get something to eat.

A/N: Hey what's up? this is my second story. This time I will do things alittle differantly, i will only post when i get 5 reviews. The last story I wrote I posted it all at once and only got 3 reviews. So this time I will only post when a get 5 reviews for each chapter. BTW this story is fiction, but I hope you get the message within. Remember Jesus loves you! peace out vannyboves24 :x:P