Confusion rushes through her head.

What’s happening?

Then she snaps back into reality. She was being abused. As a child abuse took a majority of her life,she lived in an abusive home with an abusive father. All these thoughts passed her mind.

What did i do to deserve this? ; Is this all i have to live for?

A child shouldn’t have to think this way, especially at the age of Five.

Many people don’t understand this problem; child abuse is getting more and more common over the years. Abuse is not something people acknowledge a lot, when it’s something that’s going on in the world a lot, but we pay no attention to it. Many people aren't at the maturity level to comprehend this. But this is a big issue. Kids are being told they are worthless, that they will never amount to anything, being abused physically and mentally. You can't even begin to understand the hurt and pain one goes through.

Afraid to speak out--so she keep her mouth shut, because if she does say something she is in for another beating.

Bloody nose.

* Drip* *Drip* *Drip*

It runs down to her mouth ,slowly, dripping onto the floor. Oh no, I have to clean it up, or ill get hit again. Those are her only thoughts, not worried about the pain-- but cleaning up the blood--her blood.

Black and blues cover her body, and her story was,

“I Fell”.

Hoping the next day will be a better day. She’d cry herself to sleep every night. Wishing she would die already. Crying out to God in her mind, God why, why does this have to happen to me, i'm not doing anything wrong? She kept her feeling all bottled up inside.

She would never dare to hit back though, because if she did that would be the last thing she ever did. For a simple “I have to pee” in a public place was a smack across the face and maybe even a bloody nose. After so long her mother finally snapped into some sense and decided to leave him. It wasn't going to be an easy thing though. But finally when she did get a chance to leave she did.

Her father no longer had any custody of her, her mother did. He was aroused and angry that he even tried to kidnap the little girl. Years went by and he never asked court for Visitation Rights. All he ever did was call her, tell her “I love you, this is all your mothers fault and never forget that.”

All that pain she kept inside needed to be release, she wasn’t talking anymore, she started cutting her wrist. She would cut till she felt so much pain and saw so much blood.

*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*

No one could help her, she felt so alone. Isolated. She felt like the whole world just turned there back on her. Thats it im done, im killing myself. She tried to kill herself one night, but she didn't succeed. She continued to cut herself till high school. She started having so many problems she didn't know what to do anymore. Cutting herself was her only escape she felt trapped and to just slid the knife into her wrist and cut open the flesh would be such a good pain reliever. She thought she was going crazy.

What do i do?

She thought to herself every day that nothing would get better. Silently she would cry herself to sleep. No one knew what was going on but her.

WHO CAN HELP ME?
Goes home and its World War III there, so much arguing between her and her mother. I hate you. Thats what passes though her head.

She's in High School now. 10th Grade, and she's 16 years old. Her grades are okay at school she's a major goof ball laughing all the time always with a smile on her face. Making people happy is something she loves to do. But once she gets home, it's argument after argument with her mother.

I think she treats me this way probably because every time she looks at me she sees my Dad, but i've done nothing to her for her to hate me so much LORD HELP ME!!!!!

Doors slamming. The yelling of her mother echos inside her head. Trying to grave onto life its slipping out of her hands. If feels like its being held together by one thin piece of string. She can take another hit. The world just seems like its turning their back on her and she is silent and still just watching.

Do i cut again and re open the scares or do i just leave it alone pay no mind to it.

Just when things start to get good for her it comes crumbling down. Now she just doesn't care she knows things are going to go bad for her so she sits there and waits for it to happen. She’s only 16 and doesn't care about life anymore and can't wait to die.

The only thing that makes her happy and makes her life worth living for is being with her boyfriend. He’s her Best Friend, Trust Mate, and King. She adores him, and loves him with all her heart. Without him she is lost. He’s the only reason why she’s still here today...