✖️Peter✖️

Everlasting hell

I sat at the dinner table with my father waiting for him to finish so I could go upstairs. I ate 7 bites of my meal, and didn't speak at all, my father was silent to, he kept looking at my arms where my past scars had been. I looked down at my plate feeling foolish of my harm, but I knew it had too be done. My father swallowed his last bite, cleared his throat and said "Why aren't you eating?" I replied with "Because I'm full..." His tone increased and said "don't give me that shit, I know your not eating because of me." I looked down flushing. Here it goes, that's how the days going to end again, with him asking me all these questions and then afterwards beating the shit out of me. I picked up my courage and said "Yeah I don't want to be beat with a full stomach, I don't want to throw up tonight." He chuckled to himself then stood up and walked to the back of my chair, and whispered "You shouldn't have said that honey." I knew it was coming, he put his fist in my hair and pulled me off my chair. I screamed in pain. I tried running away but he slapped me before I could. He pushed me to the ground and kicked me in my stomach twice. I started crying and screaming. After that he picked me up and threw me to the wall. I slid down with the worst pain working it's way through my body. I screamed and ran upstairs and Locked myself in my bedroom. He came up and said "That's all for tonight honey, I'm tired, I'm going to bed. You go to bed too." I muffled my cries, and laid on my bed. I knew I shouldn't but I got up and went to my jewelry box and pulled out my blade and slid it across my skin. I didn't feel the pain cause it wasn't foreign to me anymore. I looked at my blood sliding down my arm and watched it drop to my black carpet. I hated my life and I wanted to die, this brought me closer to my death everyday. I knew my life would only get worse, I have no hope for the future. I see no other way around this except for slowly killing myself. I weeped for a little bit and laid on my bed and cried myself to sleep.