FCUK MY LIFE
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It's a Friday afternoon, I just arrived home from school, I would have taken my time walking from school back home if I got the chance but, I know that there would be someone at home waiting to beat me up for arriving late. This person would be my mother.
You see my mother is an alcoholic, she would abuse me everyday, she didn't used to be like this but things changed because of the fight she and my father had about how he would turn up late from work to home and always backing me up. Mother was always curious of the reason why he would always get home later and later each week. She found out that he was out drinking and sleeping with other women, she was furious. This was the first time i have ever seen her so furious, she always seemed like a loving mother till now.
My father was a great man, he would always play with me and my brothers but now that his gone no-one in the family talks to me and My name is not called Dave no more, i have been renamed by mother, she calls me IT meaning I am worthless. Father was my saviour, he would always protect me from when mother would hit or bash me, he had said that if he left he would take me with him but he didn't and just left me lying there like a nobody to him. I felt safe around him, I never wanted to leave his side but, he had let that dream of mine die.
My life is a night mare, I have always wanted to run away, but i can't cause i know mother would come and hunt me down. I am like a slave to the home, i live in the garage in the home and i wear clothes from when i was 5, I'm like 10 now. the clothes are way too small and they are torn and ragged. I would be set chores to do everyday before school and if they weren't done i would have to finish it even if i don't end up going to school. I would have no food to eat if i don't finish chores i am set and even if i do finish the food i would eat is up to whether or not my brothers finish there food or not, if they do then i don't eat anything, if they didn't i would have to eat the left overs.
Everyday that i have to go to school, we would have an inspection our bodies and the nurse knew why i had bruises and cuts on me and she would say she needs to call my mother but, i always say that i did it myself and that she shouldn't have to call my mother. You see, the reason why i ask the nurse not to call my mother is because she tells me to never say how i got the bruise nore the cuts and that i'm meant to make up a story, if i told the truth, when i get home from school it wouldn't be pretty it would be full of bashing and yelling.
Why can't i just live a normal life like the other kids. I wish i was never born at times, especially now that my father betrayed his promise.
Why????
Let me be happy for god's sake. I don't think i was born to be treated like this.
By: The Lonley Soul of Death
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