Why did i have to be me?
Why did he have to chose me?
What had i ever done wrong?
"CLARRISA, get down here now!" Clary knew that voice better than my own, it was the voice that kept her most nights. The voice that ket her away from home, but always had to go back because hewould get mad and she would pay for it "I'm going to count to three and if you not down here by then Iwill come after you."
She quickley got her things for school and made my way downstairs, rembering to lock her bedroom door. He told me to keep it locked or She would regret it "One..."Clary had already made her way down the stars and went to the room he was in. "You could of been quicker, but I'll let it slip today. Now hold out you you arm,then be off to school." Clary did what she was told and pulled up her sleave of her to and looked away.
The man had black eyes and white hair, he wan't caring or kind but he was her farther. And Claryhad to put up with him. Her farther who as called Valentine pulled out a long Slender kife and dragged Clary clsoer to him. "if you dont screem it wont happen a second time. Got it." Clary nodded franticaly not wanting the punishment to increase more. Valentine drag to the knife over her skin, it wasn't too deep, but deep enough to cause blood to whell from the would and drop to the floor.
"You may leave now." Clary went to leave the house but not before dhe grabed a bandage from the first aid box in the corridor. Calry hated school more than home sometimes she, was an easy target to tease and make fun of. Of what little friends she did have, they made it, somewhat bearable. The moment she steped outside, the cold wind bit her cheek and she walked to Idris Acadamy.
As she walked up the steps and made her way through the hallways to her locker she couldn't help but stare in arwe at the grand setting, even though she had walked these halls everyday the sight was still beautyful. Her locker came up and as she opened it, the voice of the person she dreaded to hear came up from behind.