Help Me Escape This Nightmare- Prologue
I awake with a start and saw that there was darkness all around me. I started freaking out thinking my mother or father have finally killed me.
I could have been a average sixteen year old in 10th grade, being a beautiful cheerleader, having all A's, dating the senior football quarterback, I could have but from one thing that separated me from the other three hundred kids in my grade. I was abused. I wasn't the beautiful cheerleader. I was very underweight from not being fed, I had a scar that came from my elbow to my wrist where my mother slashed me. Another one on my right cheek where my brother cut me when my parents encouraged him. My clothes were all ragged and I had very short messy brown hair.
"Little bitches aren't allowed to have long hair" my mother would say after it got longer than my elbows and she would cut it above my shoulders very poorly that when I went to school I always got made fun of.
I didn't have straight A's. I was usually just struggling to try to stay awake in class, let alone try to learn the material. The only subject I loved was reading. Reading was my favorite thing to do, it brought me out of my reality, but of course I never owned a book, but you could always find me in the school library. The librarians knew me so well and I read almost all of the books there.
I didn't date the senior football star, but I did get attention from him, that's probably where a few of my bruises came from, the football players. My older brother was a senior football player and he had the team gain up on me. There 200 pound bodies against my 65 pounds didn't do very well.
Maybe the worst thing about being abused was that for years I think my parents actually loved me but for years I was their slave.
Occasionally at school a teacher would notice that I had a black eye for the third time that week and question me about it, but I never game anything away, I never why I didn't tell them about my abuse but sometimes I just didn't care. If this is what God wanted then I would just learn to somehow survive.
But here in this dark place I actually thought I was dead and I would be going to heaven and be free of all my pain. Well it might not be heaven but it would be better than my life at the house.