So this story will have it all! hope yall enjoy. WAY more to come but it my be later cause after all i still have to go to schoo. ;)
What will I do?
My life is CRAP! My dad is a drunk and my mom is a drug junkie! I am the only child and when they are not there normal self (if they're ever normal) I get abused. That's all they ever do anymore is abuse me and get high and drunk. Gosh some times I just wanna run away! Have you ever felt that way? That you just wanna pack up and leave this old crappy life behind and start a brand new one with lots of friends and caring parents. Well stop dreaming cause that will never happen in this life time sweetie. Trust me. There's something im forgetting…… what is it….. oh yea that's it….. my name. So hi my name is Trinity Carter its kinda ironic that my name means peace and love but my life is the complete opposite of that. It is a living hell. Today when I got home from school I wasn't excepting what happened. As I was lying down in pain I reflected what had happened:
"I got home from school to see this lovely sight. My mom was on her bed passed out while my dad was passed out on the couch with like 20 bottles of Jack smashed into the floor around him. I slipped around the smashed bottles and headed up to my room. I quietly shut my door. If they woke up now I would surly get beat. I made sure my door was shut then I went over to my bed to relax. I had no homework today so I went on my computer to look up stuff and check my webpage. I was on my web site when some random dude started to im me. He asked me if I had an aim. I said yup I sure do. So he gave his email to me and I gave him mine. We were talking for a while and I found out he was in a band, his name was Nick, and he lived in the Dallas area. He was really cute. He asked if I had a web cam and I was like yup so we started web chatting. We laughed and talked and really learned a lot about each other. He looked really familiar but I couldn't pin point who he looked like. I heard someone coming up the stairs I thought oh my mom is just going to the bathroom. So I didn't worry about the noise the next actions happened in a flash: my door flew open, I was slapped outta my chair and I tried to close the chat window but I couldn't. Now this boy I just met is witnessing what my life is truly like. Punch, Kick, Scream….. her fists hit my face and stomach I was used to the pain of my mothers hand but now it felt even worse. Every blow got harder and more painful. I could feel the hot blood slither down my neck and down my back. "You worthless piece of crap" then she kicked me and stumbled out of my bed room. I lifted my self slowly up off the floor and went back to my computer. The chat window was still up but the web cam wasn't. There was only a message that said "you shouldn't have to put up with that!" If only he understood. I closed down the chat and went to my bathroom. I had done this for way to long. Cleaning these cuts was like a second nature to me. Every time I touched a cut with the alcohol it stun with such an intense burn it was addicting but it hurt. About 2 hours later when I finally finished I went down to the washer and put my bloody clothes in. I would have to try to explain to my friends how I go my newly found bruises. I had gotten really good at lying, so my friends believed everything that I had told them. Soccer was my main excuse. "Oh it's just a soccer injury….. Yup I got kicked again…… yup I fell down really hard" they always believed me. "Cant wait!" (She said sarcastically) I hated lying to my friends. It tore me apart in side every time I did. I slowly made my way to my bed……….."
And that's where we are now. I shuttered at my flash back. I wonder really what Nick had thought. Will he ever talk to me again.... idk…… this sucks! Why can't I have jus one peaceful thing in my life? Gosh this bed feels so nice compared to my floor……… I scooted my head up to my pillow and laid my head down to rest. But for some strange reason I couldn't shut off my mind. I just kept thinking about Nick and if what he witnessed will cause him not to speak to me again. Great it is 4a.m and I sill haven't gotten any sleep. School is gonna be a drag. Not only because of my lack of sleep but because my mind has been on Nick all night. I bet he's gonna be on my mind for the entire day. I wish would log on so I could ask him if everything is still alright between us. I really hope it is because he was truly the only real friend that I had. All my other ones were just to fake. They were the type of people that if you did something "un-cool" they wouldn't talk to you until the issue was completely done and over with. Which in my case was a lot. Even though I was the school's top athlete they would still shun me cause I wore the wrong pants or because I didn't have a boyfriend. Damn it! Its 5a.m well I guess I might as well go take a shower and begin my daily routine of covering up my bruises. I was almost done with my routine when I herd the chat window open and I had a message it was from Nick……
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