Chapter 1 Goodbye

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Hi my name is Dee Hazel Kinder. My mom died on November 5th 2014. Two months before her death she meet a sketchy guy named Carl Roy James. My mom was blinded by his evilness with love. But I saw his dark side. You could just see it in his eyes. At first I was happy for my mom to start dating again, because my dad died in 2005. One month later that my mom had met Carl.He had proposed to my mom. I told her to say no, because he had anger issues and was abusive to me. But my mom had grounded me for a week because she said I was just telling lies and he was a wonderful guy, and I was not over my fathers death. But she was wrong. I dealed with my punishment. When the week was over my stepfather grounded me from my phone. I didn't even do anything. And I found out that he grounded me so I didn't have access to the internet to reach out for help. Why? Because that's when he started abusing me even more , two weeks after he had proposed. I would cry so much that I would cry my mascara off completely. One month had passed of my stepfather abusing me and I decided to tell my mom. She couldn't believe the news, she said that she would have a talk with Carl. My mom could see how much pain I was in. When we were done talking she took me to the spa. I thanked her and she said it was no problem. That night I heard my mom talking in a calm voice then I heard my stepfather scream in anger in response. My stepfather had said that I was cutting myself because it's hard to adjust to someone new in the family. My mom agreed with my stepfather and said that she was leaving the house to find help for me. As soon as my mother left my stepfather came in. He started abusing me. And screamed " WHY DID YOU TELL YOUR MOTHER!" " I I I didn't please NO NO NO AHHHHHHHHHH". That night my stepfather had beaten me slapped me and burned me with his cigar. The next day while my stepfather went to buy drugs, my mom talked to me. She had said that she actually went to get help for my stepfather. I told her what he had done to me last night. Three more weeks had passed and I've noticed my stepfather abusivement and anger issues getting worse, and he was abusing my mother now. One day when I came home from school my stepfather was crying. I felt kinda bad because my mother did love him and my mother raised me to be nice. So, I asked him and he had told me my mother had died and her funeral was tomorrow. I bursted into tears, and my stepfather leaned in to give me a hug. I reached in for the hug in surprisement. Then he slapped me across the face picked me up punched me two times and threw me into my room. Where I had found drug store cruddy make up. And a note that said clean up for tomorrow. -dad. The next day my stepfather handed me a black dress, heels,and accessories. That evening at the funereal everybody said "I'm so sorry for you loss Dee and Mr.James". Before we left I went up to the casket and said a very long "Good Bye". I also said a prayer and cried.

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