How it started...

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I got slapped in a way that even after my Father left shouting: your grounded Evie. i could feel the pain of the
slap on my right cheeck. my ears was buzzing...

get that in your sick head he said ; only for what???
i was crying laying on my bed loocking at my clothes that where  riped in to peaces ,Thanks to him...
i wish i never existed i wish i was somone else, i wish....Errr

i wiped my eyes, my makeup was a mess, i grabed my phone to take a selfie that i could remember this  moment, i was laughing at my
self...Hahaahaaa...

all of a sudden my crap useless phone that my worthless family had got me started  ringing. it was Ella.
so i answered, all she was saying was: were the hell are you then? ive been waiting at the party for ages!!!
i was wondering what i should answer her? why is this life so
complicated?!

anyway...i told her im not going and dont wait for me. Ella sais: what do you mean? how are you supposed to find somone if you dont socialize? she didnt know my father was a f**ing controling freak!! i just said forget about it and she hanged up and just
cut the call.....

So i turned  off my phone crying more and more all on my own. let me tell you a bit about my self:
i herdley have any friends or a partner or a understanding family.
for a moment i wished i was rich and free and could do anything i want and meet anyone i wish to.

i heard my mother calling me, i think i had fallen asleep thinking about
what was not possible.

i heard my mother calling  me again: come down Evie
i felt like saying: Go To Hell B***...
they didnt even care about me it was more like i was there possession,
more than a dauther.

a sound of knocking came on my bedroom door while opening: i didnt ask you to come in! privacy please!
selfish ungrateful little girl she said. come down right now we are waiting to eat dinner.
i dont know why but i said im not hungry, even that i could feel my stomach burning from inside maybe i was going on a hunger strike!
my mother left the room without even closing the door.
i didnt even bother to go down, but after half an hour when i got up to close the door to gain a bit more privacy, i had a stomach cramp and relized im not harming anyone accept for my self and im not going to get anywhere with all this saddnes!

so i went to the bathroom, washed my face, back to my room and changed my clothes.
finally i went down not knowing what to say so i just went to  take my dinner whe my father said: did you apologize for your mistake??
i didnt have any choice but to say sorry! it wont happen again i said. i curtenly knew in my  mind that i didnt mean it and the first chance i get i would be out of hear when im
ready partying.

i ate my dinner and said  im going to my room. while i  was in my bedroom picking up all the peaces of riped clothes i came up with an idea! if i actually sow these cut peaces togheter i could make something nice! its possible, hmmm... well i have to see as my clothes were nothing special anyway,
i started sowing the bits and peaces together and finally after 4 hours constant hard work  i had a nice dress that  looked almost similar to a beautifull dress from a movie!
but a hundred times worst, anyway it would do for now...

End of chapter one....

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