The first few days with Isamu were fine but after a while he started to get kind of abusive. It started with calling me stupid or useless when I did something wrong or he didn't like. But that quickly turned to him pushing me and eventually hitting me. And in my eyes the things I did weren't that bad. They were basic things, like forgetting to do one of my chores, or nodding instead of talking. I apologized every time I do something but he didn't care.
Then the other punishments started. I hated them more than the hitting. He'd make me sleep in the basement on the cement floor without a blanket or pillow, the other times when he was really upset he'd make me go outside to the dog cage. And he didn't even have a dog. I hated that the most because I was all alone in the dark and it would always remind me of being in the closet in the dark. I'd have nightmares for days after I had to go out there. I feel weak and useless. I feel like I can never do anything right. I eat in my room and spend my days all alone. I try my hardest to pay attention in school and not let the name calling get to me.
At school in still the murderer that killed her family. I hate when I'm labeled that. I don't have any friends because they think if I'm mad I'll hurt them too. It's hard. I'm still sad about my family and no one likes me I can't do this alone but I'm all I have. Isamu's kids don't talk to me and when I see them they just stare and at school they watch everything I do and when we get back they tell Isamu everything that I did. If I talk to someone at school i get punished. If I play with the other kids i get punished. I feel even more alone when he separates me from everything.
I can tell things will only get worse but what am i supposed to do i'm only 5. I can't tell anyone because all the people I've met think Isamu is a great man but he's not he's a mean man that hurts me and his kids. I hear his daughter screaming at night but i don't know why. She never has bruises or anything like his son and i do. But i can tell she scared of him and his son just hates him.
I spend everyday cleaning and doing homework. I only talk when Isamu asks me something I still hate talking it feels wrong. I have a friend that no one knows about she lives in the park down the street with her father. They lost their home in a fire and i see her when i walk home from school. I never say much to her but she visits when I'm locked in the dog cage. Her name is Emilia and shes my age. She goes to school with us but isn't in the same grade as me. I met her on the playground and during recess she sits next to me quietly since she know i cant have friends. I left her a note in her locker one day to tell her why i never talk to her and that i'd get punished if she talks to me. So now we talk through letters in our lockers. Shes the only friend ive had since my family died. And i wouldn't give her up for anything.
But walking home one day with Emilia, Isamu drove past and saw me...