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Chapter 1

Italics=thoughts

I felt so fucking drained, I was so, so tired. All I wanted to do was crawl into my warm comforting bed and fall asleep and never wake up again.
I had just finished school, and I was now currently walking home. And as I was nearing closer and closer to my destination I felt dread creeping inside of me. I might hate school but I hate home even more. You see I don't have a very nice home life you know with my whore of a mother and my abusive stepfather who could? My mother isn't a very good mother she normally spends her nights getting drunk and high and her days sleeping and doing other useless things. And well for the monstrosity I have to call my stepfather, he spends most of his days and nights sitting on the couch and drinking beer. Him and my mother got together when I was 8 (I am currently 16) and I supposed since then everything has gone to hell. When my stepdad and my mother got together he was super nice to both me and my mum but that all changed after a few months of them living together. You see mark (my stepdad) has BIG anger issues. Even the slightest things tick him off. And my mother just happened to get in the way of his anger rampage so as you probably guessed she got hit, he back handed her in the face. Apparently the reasoning for him hitting her was that she hadn't gotten his beer quickly enough. I know I dislike my mother but even I pity her no one deserves to be stuck in a abusive relationship with a monster like him not even her. Also I guess I have to be a bit grateful because no matter how horrible my mother has been she has never hit me nor ever touched me. My stepdad on the other hand I can't say he hasn't. He hit me for the first time when I was 9 I guess I deserved it, the reason that I got hit was because I had back talked him (not that is a reason to hit a child.)
I have just reached my rundown apartment. As I climb the stairs to my apartment on the 9th floor I could start to faintly hear yelling and arguing. Great they must be fighting again. I thought and the dread that I was feeling increased and now a new emotion had appeared, It was fear. Fear because I knew there was a very high chance that I was going to cross paths with my angry stepfather, and you do not want to cross paths with him when he is angry and most likely drunk. Let alone when he is calm and sober (which is rare.)

As I got to my apartment door I pulled out my golden keys and stuck them in the door and jiggled them in the door for a few second until the silver door knob twisted and the old door with white chipping paint opened with a creak. Shit I thought, I had hoped not to make as much noise as I could obviously that failed because the overwhelming yelling stoped and from the kitchen emerged my stepfather and mother. "Oh it's you" my stepfather sneered at me I stayed quiet hoping to get to my haven that I call my bedroom quickly. We just stood there standing in the middle of the living room for a few minutes with my stepdad glaring at me almost like he was daring me to say something back while I just stood there with my head down avoiding eye contact with the both of them. My mother on the other hand was just standing there staring into a endless void sporting a giant hand shaped bruise. After what felt like an eternity my stepfather finally stopped glaring at me and screamed "WELL, WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING STANDING THERE GO TO YOUR ROOM." That was all I needed to quickly run to my room and quietly shut my door and sit on my bed. A wave of relief washed over me as I realised I had gotten away from my stepfather without getting touched. I got back of my bed and started to change out of my school uniform and into more comfortable clothes. As soon as I had changed I jumped into bed and all the tiredness and exhaustion from my day had finally surfaced and I quickly fell into a deep sleep.

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If anyone is reading this hiii this is my first book. And I don't really have a book title yet so if anyone can drop some suggestions in the comments that would be very much appreciated:)
Thank you