Dear Stranger
Who am I? My name is Unimportant, but what you
should know is that I am seven years old, but I may
as well be dead.
My Uncle tells me that I am a waste of space, that I
don't deserve the food that I eat or the clothes on
my back. Aunt Petunia says that my parents were
drunk and died in a car crash. I wish I died with them.
I know that death should be a foreign subject to a
seven year old, but it's not, you see I don't have a
room. I sleep in the cupboard under the stairs.
My relatives call me a freak because I can do
unexplainable things, like make objects float.
My Uncle often calls me ungrateful even though
I do every asked and unasked task that they set
for me. I wouldn't mind doing the house work
or the gardening if I didn't have to do all the
maintenance by myself. Yes you read correctly
darling stranger, a 7 year old does all the
maintenance of a four bedroom house.
I usually never complain, that's a house rule,
it's just that I've grown weary of being a slave
and being humiliated, although the insults and
beatings, rarely get to me, they still hurt.
Cheer up curious stranger my welts, bruising and
swelling have gone down. Although my "family's"
hatred towards me increases from every day
I have a dream to leave and never come back.
The streets or an orphanage is better than living
in constant hell on earth. On the bright side being
abused has given me big clarity and composure, see
I never cry anymore and I am no longer so naive.
Yes my scars and burns and broken bones are painful
but I have learnt to rely on myself, for grownups always
lie. Although I never go to school and never leave the
house, I am more learned than my care givers and
quieter than a mouse.
Fear not worried stranger I will no longer suffer, for I
have little time left in this world my relatives will
send me off before my eighth birthday. Don't grieve
for I am not worth it, I shall see my parents soon and
that is the first and greatest gift I shall receive, so I
resign myself to my blissful fate and wait for angels,
and I shall rejoice.