Till The Day I Die .

I Am Emerie Grey

As I was walking to my house in the pouring rain, with my hood overhead .

I didn't care if i was soaking wet, but as long as I take my time walking i wouldn't have to go home as quickly.
Knowing there will be a beating for me every day, I Lost hope in ever thinking that the pain will ever stop. To be honest, I was scared.

I could see my house from where I was, instead of continuing my walk I stopped and stood there in the rain. While tears were streaming down my face, I thought of all the awful things that my parents would do to me.

I began my walk, while I was walking I began to sing my heart out. Music is the key to my 'happiness', it actually calms me down which is why I sing at times where i am weak. Soon enough my tears have disappeared.

At this point, I was at the front steps of my home. My singing has died down and I began to hyperventilate, knowing what was to come.
I walked up to my front door and turned the knob slowly, making sure I made as little sound as possible. I peeked around the door, looking around to see if my parents were anywhere to be seen. From the right side of the hallway, I saw flickering lights coming from the living room. I focused my hearing and it turned out to be the tv which meant my mom or dad is in there.

I closed the front door quietly and headed to the stairs. Making sure I made no creaking sound, half way up I stopped. The stairs made a huge screech, it was quiet but not for long.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" as I heard my father get off the couch, stomping towards me I took off up the stairs, down the hall and into my room screaming. When I arrived upon my open door I threw my belongings and quickly locked my door just in time.

"OPEN THIS DOOR YOU WHORE!" he was banging his fists on my door at this point. I was screaming at the top of my lungs, afraid if somehow he will open the door.

I kneeled down and picked up my things and placed it on my book shelf. I sat down at the foot of my bed, hugging my knees for comfort. I kept quiet trying to block out the awful sounds of banging doors and the rude comments coming from my dad. It's really hard pretending to be okay at school even when I am not, I have no one to talk to. All the bruises I have are covered with makeup, my mom told me to cover them up or else.. ugh I wish I can run away from all this pain.

I began to sing quietly to myself, listening to the unique melodies coming from my own mouth I was surprised by how pretty it was.

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Everything was quiet, I looked around and realized that I have fallen asleep on my floor. I stood up and took a glance at my digital clock, its '11:50 P.M' . My mom is probably home now, since she wasn't here from the start.

I walked to my door and pressed my ear up against it, listening for any sort of movement or whatever.

Nothing but quiet.

I was starving by now, as you can tell I don't get fed regularly. I can't buy school lunch which makes this situation worse, I don't have any money and I can't do anything about it.

I finally decided to go get food, even though I might not get any it's better trying you know?

I opened the door a tiny bit leaving enough room for me to glance around. All I saw was a long, dark and empty hallway. I went down the stairs and went past the dark living room and into the kitchen.

I stopped walking right when I saw my mom turned around with her back faced towards me, she was cooking something that smelled heavenly .

"come on in honey, just sit there on the stool. Dinner is almost ready.", she turned around and gave me a piercing smile. Ew she looks like the evil button eyed mother from the movie 'Coraline'.