Hey guys. I have deleted my other story until I can rewrite it. It is not turning out like I planned. So here is a new story that I hope you all will like. Let me know.
Every night I kneel by my bed and pray to anyone who would listen to save me. Every morning I wake up and walk into hell, knowing my prayers will never be answered. With every blow from Charlie's fists and every dirty word he calls me, I know that no one will save me from my hell on Earth. No one comes to my side as I cry out in pain; no one comes to ice my bruises; no one is there for me. I am not like the other girls who have two wonderful parents who shower them with love and affection. I have not heard the words "I love you" in so long I have forgotten the meaning of them. I know I will never be able to be free from the shackles I wear.
No one cares if Bella Swan lives or dies. As long as I take Charlie's anger and hatred everyday no one in the wonderful town of Forks will know that their beloved Chief of Police has abused his seventeen year old daughter every day for the past six years. I pray for someone to swoop in like a guardian angel and free me from this life. I know now that my prayers are useless. I know that no one cares. But still, every night I kneel and pray.
I have not cried in three years. I know my tears will not stop the pain or helplessness I feel. And tonight, like every other night, I kneel and pray for someone to take those feelings away.
Can anybody hear me?
What do you think? Not exactly the happiest story in the world. Please review!
-Topaz